Vintage.

I saw earlier this day the sharpeners my mom used to collect right before my brother happened. I remember I used them back then to sharpen my pencils to draw a stick man or an imperfect circle with harsh edges. Now I know for sure that they're partially squares at some matter. Anyhow, my point is, these sharpeners grew old the same way as I do. And like every other man ( something that has yet to happen to me), edges and skills become less effective in time. But at the very end, we really don't mind if we rust old, it's all worth it.

I just came up with an idea to put them on sale on the net, then again who would care to buy more than a decade-old sharpener if that man is not a collector? And my mom would slap me real good. :P