Bob: Gotta stock up for BXP weekend!
*cue image of vault full of ores, logs, and all le jazz*
Jagex: Hey guys, no moar bxp, sorry
*cue Bob going through Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression*
Bob: Nooooooooo! It's a LIE!
Bob: Imma kill dem trolling mods!
Bob: C'mon Jagex, instead of two bxp, just one a year? Just one no? One is fine. C'mon jaggy. Let's figure something out!
Bob: WAAAAHHHHHH. My extremes, gone! WAAAAAHHH. My dreams, gone! WAAAAAAHH.
Bob: Pffff. FINE.
*heads to GE with wheelbarrow full of stuff*
Banker: Errr, sir? What can I do for you?
Bob: Sell all this stuff.
Jagex: BXP! YAY!