I strolled along and met a fellow.
"Hello," I said.
A few steps later he began describing...people, I think?
"Well, you know the one."
"Yeah. Yellow hair, red jacket, likes that one guy named Sissel."
"Well, who comes second?" I asked.
"Hmm, what do I say? He kind of looks like a short cafeteria with a Cyanocitta cristata painted over the front."
"Ah, him. Who else?"
"Well, he's got a diamond and a name like a politician - senator, in fact."
"Hey, don't bring politics into this."
"Oh, sorry. Figured it'd be the easiest way for you to recognize him. Next one's easy though. You ever seen a flat die?"
"Now give it six sides."
"Isn't that just....oooooh. Clever. Got it."
"Next fellow's pretty famous - his reputation precedes him. Matter of fact, he once got an email from that Void guy."
"The Void, the one that - ?" I started to ask.
"No, you've got it all wrong. It was a void."
"Oh. Who's sixth?"
"Well, he got mistaken for a drum, once - you won't find a good source for that, though. Then he had that one time - you especially would remember - the three-piece thing."
"Oh, yeah, him! Good guy, good guy. All good guys, really."
"Well, yes, but...I...they...who's next?"
"Not very inquisitive, this one."
"Not exactly, although he did define that word once."
"The next person is, of course, a very handsome and charming fellow."
"Oh? And that is?"
"You, described sarcastically."
"Well, I'm flattered."
"At least he's funny."
"That was still sarcastic."
"Ouch. Who's the ninth person?"
"You like to fish?"
"I do." Very relaxing, I find it - sorry, PETA.
"What do you catch, here in the US?"
"Weeeeeell...." I said, mentally checking off each type.
"One of those should sound familiar."
"Oh yeah, it does! The guy that told us that the sixth guy wasn't dead?"
"That's the one."
"There's a lot of others, too, aren't there?"
"A lot. One definitely deserves to be in the list, but you tell him he needs an easier name for this sort of thing. Still, this should do for now. Also, I was pretty generous, throwing you in among the great ones. You aren't there yet, you know."
"I know - although honestly I could have passed on being mentioned, for certain reasons which shall remain unsaid."
He smiled a little, and then said "Oh, and this should come in handy, with a little standard subtraction." Here he handed me a slip of paper with the numbers "1187632972091111342091605693589464874445495" written on it.
"It's like one of those white things on a piano."
"And one more thing - probably not necessary, but just in case - you're still in school, right? Well, take a class in the 27th period. The class after that is an exclamation, you know?"
With that he walked off. What was he really trying to tell me?