Doesn't anyone here understand? I'm trying to fit into intelligent society and mix with better people, so I try to read books, but I can't! I can't! I actually bought several books - not just one book, but several - and at great expense, I might add. Does anyone realize how many hamburgers I could have bought instead?
So I read the introduction to a book, the whole six pages, then I read almost two pages of the body of the book... and something else came up, then another thing, then another and so on. What do I have to show for it? A few more good-for-nothing books that lazily lie around my desk and my shelves. Why shouldn't these treasured bastards work for a living, like their cousins: compost, calendars, comics, correspondence, catalogues and kindling? |