the puns are killing me

my final reasoning as to why the ALA has to hire me?
they need my interminable wit and pun-making ability, which was proven last night and even with reference to the library!

reference! get it?
see, i can't be stopped!

[if you're already feeling ill, i advise you read no further.]

roommate: so you're liking that book?
me: yes. you know that conversation we had about how some books you have to read at the right time, like catcher in the rye? and how i seemed to have missed the timing on those? well, i think this is my book. i think this is the perfect time to read this book.
roommate: really? that's great. i'd like to read it when i get some time.
me: well, it is a library book.
roommate: oh... well, maybe you can loan it to me.
--sarcastic laughter--
me:nice pun.
roommate: thank you.
me: seriously though, you should check it out.
--my sarcastic laughter, followed by roommate's real laughter--
roommate: so many double meanings!

in hindsight, after spending any time at all recreating that conversation, the ALA should probably hire me as an act of charity. i really need to start a new chapter in my life.
--sarcastic laughter--