duub tapped his long green finger twice before deciding he was well and truly even more bored than he had been the day before. an enormous red monolith stood before him erect at about 900 meters but he'd long since gotten bored of the phallic symbol sculpted by natural erosion. tourists never did because there were never here for long enough. duub on the other hand lived in the dreadful place with few alternatives.

a jumpship landed a short way off. a hundred short pink lizard like aliens swarmed all around the vehicle, flashbulbs going off in every direction every few seconds. they all looked the same to duub, though he knew they had distinguishing marks to tell themselves apart. didn't matter much because this class of tourist didn't require his services.

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So... I'm selling some of my old junk to streamline my lifestyle. One of the folks bidding on one of my auctions also bid for this remarkable item:

• cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&category=960&item=8115909443

Which includes this text, in large red letters:

You cannot go wrong with the wonderful vintage red hat.

I really cannot think of anything more profound than that at the moment, but when I do, you can be sure that I will update you right here.