Eighteen -- text

[facesdeath]

I burned a book, the other day.

For the record, I am very, very sorry about it.

I also burned a family crest, but I am not sorry about that at all.

Comments

[adamantined]

[adamantined]

Are you just prone to burning-book-fits then? Is this a new condition we should be concerned about?

[facesdeath]

Yes. I'm a horrible pyromaniac and I should be never let around books, lest my utter, uncontrollable rage with them get free.

[adamantined]

You know a guy wrote a book about that.

Burning books, not you being a horrible sarcastic pyromaniac with an uncontrollable rage.

[facesdeath]

I am not sarcastic in the least.

Did he? I hope it didn't meet the fate of its brethren.

[adamantined]

I can see your sarcasm dripping off of my screen right now. It's thick, goopy green.

I've got a copy in -

Well I had a copy at home. I bet I can find one here.

[facesdeath]

... That's foul.

Probably, library being as big as it is.

[adamantined]

I could think of a lot worse.

The library is pretty huge, yeah.

[facesdeath]

I'm a bit hard-pressed to ask what.

[adamantined]

Is this you asking what?

[facesdeath]

Yes, against my better judgement.

[adamantined]

Well now I can't think of anything. And even if I did and you thought it was gross, you could just pretend you didn't.

[facesdeath]

This always seems to happen, when I finally ask.

[adamantined]

If you asked in person, it'd be a totally different story.

[facesdeath]

I will then, next time.

[adamantined]

Alright.

So why did you burn a bunch of books?