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I took out the largest, least stamplike thing in my inventory and showed it to him, proudly. However, all he said was, "Now, I may be nearsighted almost to the point of blindness, but that huge ball of junk does not look like a stamp to me."
He paused for a moment. I started to hold my breath. "I've been brought exotic stamps from all four corners of the world. Stamps found floating in outer space, stamps discovered deep underground, stamps granted by the gods," he said, gesturing wildly at various dirty and fake-looking stamps on his board, "but they all have had two things in common. One, they all have been thin and flat. Two, they have all had some sort of tacky picture drawn on printed on them. Your 'stamp' doesn't meet either qualification."
I nodded sadly, my face as blue as my soul.
Last edited by Risp; Sep 10, 2005 at 11:01 AM.
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