Tuesday, November 24, 2009

and I'm Cutting Me' Own Throat...

"It's a verified original?" Harold opened the box and looked at the tablet. Donning a pair of white cotton gloves, he put the certificate of authenticity to one side and picked up the stone tablet, tracing the cuneiform script and mouthing the words as he traced along the line, left to right.

Vos vadum loco haud alius deus pro mihi.*

"Fascinating," he said, "And this is the original stone tablet of Moses?"

"According to my source and--" the gentleman tapped the certificate of authenticity "—the chairman on the Musee de Cairo."

"And your price?"

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand euro."

"If it's real, it's priceless."

"It is real."

"Then I'll take it for nothing." Harold slipped it behind the counter. "And I'd love to hear you explain why a supposedly Jewish artefact three thousand years older than the Roman Empire is written in Latin."

*Ye shall put no other god before me


aims said...

*laughing at the reference to TP*

martha said...

In Latin? That was absolutely my first thought.

Crooks are getting stupider, it seems

Leatherdykeuk said...

Ah! Well spotted Aims!

Exactly, Maartha :)

stephanie said...

*claps* So well done, and serves him right.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Thanks Stephanie :)