well hello my evil son, sit down and let me tell you a story!

That was a quote in a book I had (more or less) but now the book is lost forever and I don't know what to do because it was a library book and I left it on the greyhound bus. Maybe someone will read the book and it will change their life. Or maybe someone will tear its paper out and use the paper to wipe their dripping nose or their dirty butt. The weird thing is that although this book and I will probably never see each other again, the book is becoming a bigger part of my life each day. Why? Because each day the library fines increase and before you know it the library will send the collectors after me and the collectors are not nice people.

It's funny how the world works sometimes. I didn't realize when I picked the book up off the shelf that it would one day be responsible for my demise. It seemed so harmless and innocent!