My Mother the Crocodile- (Chapter 2) "New Home"

I hated the library. Everyone is a devil and the devil's learn no turn, they do not!

My second day at this butt-faced school, my teacher (yeah, big deal. laugh about it! I DARE YA!) she told me i needed a book, A BIG, BAD BOOK! curious george won't cut it! SHE LOOKIN' FOR SHAKE-SMEAR STUFF!

I'll show her a shake, A SHAKE OF MY FIST!

As I storm outta the room and into my library at my school. my school library if you will! A BIG SCHOOL LIBRARY! could be my home!
but johnny hobo already lives there! dammit.

So many books, i look about. Books of boring! I begin to panic at the overwhelming amount of books, BOOKS.

The nearest adult I came across, I assumed was the librarian. Old and old- THATS A LIBRARIAN FOR YA!

I do beleive the old called, he wanted his old back, OLD LADY!
 
I smacked her ass, "HEY CHICKIE, WHERES SOME POT HARRY BOOKS! Or that shake-dweeb?"
 
She turned around quicker than a pre-teen girl being caught in a 12th-grade restroom stall!
 
"YOUNG MAN, THAT'S NOT POLITE!"
 
"Your old and I hate you! i'll go find my own books, you damn ole nazi witch!"
 
What caught my eye would soon enhance my book-readings.
 
A selection of books based upon the KKK.
 
Dressing as ghosts, burning crosses, OOH, my mind is having an orgasm!
 
What more fun could you have?
 
I picked out this one book, about the art of it all.
 
Looked thrilling.
 
Then perky-boobs showed up. I saw her across the library. I placed my book crisp in me arms, and made way towards her. To make my come-back!
 
I sat my arm across the table she was sitting at,
 
"Your breasts make me smile. I wanna take the three of you out. I'll steal my mom's credit card and buy bubble gum."
 
That should seal the deal! What young lass can't resist the bubbles of gum and credit cards?
 
well, she sure can.

I ran home to get the lighter fluid.