Montpellier, a tobacco-press store in the town center. Late this morning.
After ordering her nicotine drug aromatised with tobacco, a young woman wants ten stamps.
The dealer asks if a twelve stamp booklet can do, but finds a ten stamp one. These are stamps, just decorated with jokes.
Embarrassed answer: I want normal ones. It's to put them on job demand mail.
Illustrations from La Poste's stamp store.