[ Rincewind couldn't understand where the citizens of Union got it! Their boundless optimism permeated the air. It was like a spore that was released at the first drop of the cold, hard facts of life. An optimistic little spore that wafted through the air and had a way of clinging to one's tongue, leaving a taste of residual cheer. ]
[ Rincewind decided it must be in the water. Funny water always did strange things to people. ]
no subject
[ Rincewind decided it must be in the water. Funny water always did strange things to people. ]
Sure then. I'll get right on it.
[ He doesn't move ]