The auspicious egg cracks, releasing the sunlight of birth.

It was early February, 1963 when Smellison awoke in a cold sweat. "I remember him running throughout his house at three in the morning, yelling 'China! We must go to China,' just over and over again," a slightly confused Smellison, referring to himself in the third person, would later remember. "If I had known then what I was getting myself into, I probably would have yelled it in someone else's house." Eventually this decision of delirium would take them on a grand journey from the first Tay-Ste-Ice sold in the burgeoning communist republic until the last, nearly a decade later. In that ten years the company would go on an odyssey unseen since Marco Polo; through the looking glass and into a land of human history and applied Marxism.

Smellison quickly went to work into creating a China branch for Tay-Ste-Ice. The details of how this happened are rather boring, even as far as history goes. We will forgo them. Instead, we will skip directly to the opening of the first Tay-Ste-Ice factory in China. A large, rectangular building, filled with all manner of near-state-of-the-art machinery, this factory was to be the start of something large. However, it needed labor; humans were required to oversee the machines that were replacing them. The crafty Smellison, although new to China, knew exactly where he could get cheap labor: the sun-scorched Babylon of undemanding workmen, Mexico. Large, rectangular rafts were built, each one made to carry twenty Mexican workers to their new jobs in Asia. "And once the workers have outlived their usefulness," Smellison wrote in a memo made of rice, "we can issue them with shovels, allowing them to return to their mother country by tunneling through the Earth."

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