Oh yeah? Well, I propped Fat Vampire on a little plastic holder in the front of my library Octobery-themed book display, boosting your readership by *two*. Considering how hard it is to get teens to do anything besides hide behind their backpacks eating snack bars or playing "punch your balls without the librarian seeing" in the bathroom hall, you can bank that toward your list of literary achievements.
Punch...punch your balls without the librarian seeing? Is that seriously a thing?
Not their own balls. They huddle in packs around the water fountain, and they are not stealthy, because you hear a muffled "whump" followed by a strangled "unggh", and one of the teenagers is struggling to stay upright while the others are looking at you with bright, innocent eyes. Libraries are dens of depravity.
Huh, the things you learn by reading comments.I'll have you know that to leave this comment, I needed to type "sporm" to prove I'm human. It seemed apropos, somehow.
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