I have only my shelf to blame.
It turns out they're all on shelves.
It was cool the first few days, but the novel tee quickly wore off.
It's my oughtobiography
In hindsight, it probably would have been a lot easier on paper.
Librarian: Theyβre right behind you!
Turns out you should check your shelf before you wreck your shelf
The librarian whispers "They're right behind you."
A church.
I've only got my shelf to blame
Itβs a step by step guide.
The whole thing was riveting.
When I started up the engine in the morning, instead of going "Vroom! Vroom!" it went "Warum? Warum?"
I didnβt like it at first, but itβs growing on me.
Yes. These pages are blank.
I just saved you three hours.
All credit to Dilbert by Scott Adams.
Slim to Nun?
(Incidentally this is a true story and I got yelled at)
So, she walks over and takes a seat next to him on the bench, turns to him and says, "Sorry to bother you. I know this may be a little forward but I would love to grab coffee with you some time."
Flattered, the man responds, "Sure... but what makes you so certain you and I would get along so well?"
"Well..." the woman says. "A couple things, actually. I noticed you were wearing an Iron Maiden t-shirt. Iron Maiden are my favorite band of all time. When they went on their reunion tour in 1999, my parents took me to see them in Cleveland. I was 12 years old and it was the first concert I ever went to. I absolutely love Iron Maiden."
The man can't believe it.
"I saw them play Cleveland in '99! First concert I ever went to on my own. My best friend Jimmy Spitz and I told our parents we were sleeping at each others' houses, snuck out, took a bus into the city and saw them play at the Plain Dealer Pavillion!"
Naturally, they're both shocked.
"If that isn't weird enough..." says the woman. "I noticed you're reading Mark Twain. I was a communications major in university and I actually wrote my thesis on Mark Twain and how he used satire as a lens to comment on current events of the time, comparing him to satirical news sources of today. He's my favorite author."
Now the man is really taken aback, "Get out of here! I was an English major in university! I specialized in 19th century American literature and this is like my fourth or fifth time reading Tom Sawyer, I absolutely love Mark Twain."
They both can't believe it...this has got to be a match made in heaven.
"Ok..." the woman says. "Well, buckle up because here's the icing on the cake. I noticed you're eating a prune. Prunes are my absolute favorite fruit. When I was a kid, my grandfather lived on a farm. He had an orchard that mainly grew apples and some lemons, but he knew how much my sister and I loved prunes so he kept a couple of plum trees. Every year at the end of the summer, we'd go up and harvest the plums with him. He'd dry them and by the time we'd go back to his place for Thanksgiving he'd always have those prunes saved just for us. They're my favorite fruit! I love prunes, you're eating a prune, this has got to be fate. What do you say?"
The man puts down his fruit and responds,
"It's a date!"
She said I had to go to the 'C' section
It feels like ancient history.
She said, "Spelling?"
I said, "O...R...T...H...O..."
I have only my shelf to blame.
I guess I only have my shelve to blame!
I only have my shelf to blame.
I just couldn't put it down...
It's on the Best Cellars list
Also me: I don't think it was that great, and neither do I!
I couldn't put it down.
As told by my son to my wife just now. The circle is complete.
I couldnβt put it down π
I canβt seem to put it down.
Addictionary
The librarian replies, "It rings a bell, but I don't know if it's here or not."
I'm really worried it will never get here.
Someone had already ripped the appendix out.
She said they were in the non-friction section.
She said they might have been damaged, wet and moldy.
Apple MacBooks.
I only have my shelf to blame.
I only have my shelf to blame though.
"Right behind you." She whispered.
Church.
I just can't put it down.
She whispered "They're right behind you".
I only have my shelf to blame.
I only have my shelf to blame.
I only have my shelf to blame.
She look up and whispered, βTheyβre right behind you.β
I can't put it down!
I only have my shelf to blame.
