GUESTBREAKER: You Steal Books From The Public Library
Oh, you’re reading Ham on Rye? I’ve been meaning to—whoa, wait…this isn’t yours? You what? That’s how you got it? What the hell are you trying to prove by stealing from an institution that lends itself (pun fucking intended) to a kind of honor system? Maybe I’m getting a little too Levar Burton here, but the library is the one place I can think of that doesn’t totally discriminate, and allows people of all walks of life—even the homeless and the unemployed with nothing better to do—access to knowledge and information up to and including pendulous native-women-breasts in issues of National Geographic. And yet, you think you’re some kind of rebel for biting the hand that is benevolently trying to feed you? Face it; you’re basically stealing from anyone who would ever want to read this book, ever, including me! And I’m pretty sure you’re curb-stomping the sweet old women that I see at the check-out desk too. Have fun “beating the system,” jerk.
A Guest Dealbreaker written by Carl.
