I had barely survived a Toxoplasma Gonzii

I had barely survived a Toxoplasma Gonzii infection, only to have bookworms infect my brain. I danced recklessly over cars during rush hour, lured by paper dust and deckled edges,

in the university's rare books room. I donned the bifocals,gray wig,beard & moth-eaten cardigan before entering. Librarians never suspected my disguise. Franklin's laboratory notes

were somewhere. Stealing Franklin's notes will make be the greatest thief in history, and the richest. But, I am illiterate. Worse, I know nothing about the Dewy decimal system

and I was dyslexic, anyway. I decided to ask the cow librarian ( http://foldingstory.com/h204i/esh4tg/ ) for help, hoping she wouldn't remember my books were overdue last time.

"Oh, you again," she said. Dammit! The cow librarian recognized me immediately. "Um...hello. I want to apologize for my poor behavior last time I was here." I said. Her brown eyes

filled with tears, she mooed softly & deposited a large pat in the self check-out area. "Um... may I.. for my roses?" I said & shovelled it into my handbag. The cow librarian stern

ly stared at me then gave me a fat lick. Uh. Cow saliva all over my face. The smell of dung was already overbearing and I just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible.

red line. The odour police were not far behind. I look at Elvis the cat, and pleaded for help. Reluctantly, he agreed and farted a stinky fart. The odour police's beady eyes moved

to Elvis. They threw up their hands. Another farting cat! As they left, the U.S. odor police showed up with their high tech electronic sensors & promptly detained me indefinitely.