An elementary school class is at the library to pick out a book to read. One kid can’t find anything interesting, but remembers a book he heard about and decides to try and find it. He can’t find it, so he approaches the librarian.
“Excuse me,” he says.
“What can I do for you?” the librarian cheerfully says.
“Do you have a book called Purple Passion?”
The librarian gives an extremely offended, reproachful look. “What?! How dare you say that to me! Go to your teacher, young man!”
The boy goes to his teacher.
“What’s wrong? Are you finding everything okay?” the teacher says.
"I asked the librarian for a book and she sent me here.
“What book were you looking for?”
“Purple Passion”
“What?! How dare you say that to me! Go to the principal’s office!”
So the boy is sent to the principal’s office. The principal asks what the boy has done.
“Well, I was in the library, and I asked the librarian for a book and she sent me to my teacher. I told my teacher the title of the book and she sent me here.”
The principal sighed and bowed his head uneasily. He was expecting the worst, but nothing could prepare him for what he was about to hear.
“What was the title of the book?”
“Purple Passion”
The principal was horrified. “Wh-what?! How dare you say that to me! You’re expelled, get out of my office!”
To the kid walks home. His mother greets him at the door and is surprised and worried to see him home early. She asks what’s going on.
“Well, I was in the library, and I asked the librarian for a book and she sent me to my teacher. I told my teacher the title of the book and she sent me to the principal’s office. I told the prinicipal the title of the book and he expelled me and sent me home.”
“My goodness! What was the title of this book?”
“Purple Passion”
“What?! How dare you say that to me! Go to your room and wait till your father gets home!”
So the kid sits in his room, and when dad gets home mom just angrily tells him that his son is waiting in his room to be talked to. The dad, a laid-back kind of guy, walks in and asks for the story.
“So, son. What happened today?”
“Well, I was in the library, and I asked the librarian for a book and she sent me to my teacher. I told my teacher the title of the book and she sent me to the principal’s office. I told the prinicipal the title of the book and he expelled me and sent me home. I told mom the title of the book and she sent me here.”
“Are you kidding me? What was the title of the book?”
“Purple Passion”
“What?! How dare you say that to me! You’re no longer welcome in this house, get out of here!”
So the kid becomes a hobo living on the streets. One day he’s talking with another hobo and sharing stories on how they wound up in the gutter.
“So what’s your story, kid?”
“Well, I was in the library, and I asked the librarian for a book and she sent me to my teacher. I told my teacher the title of the book and she sent me to the principal’s office. I told the prinicipal the title of the book and he expelled me and sent me home. I told my mom the title of the book and she sent me to my room. I told my dad the title of the book and he kicked me out of the house.”
“Huh!? That’s terrible! What was the title of that book, man?”
“Purple Passion”
“What?! How dare you say that to me! Get away from here and go spread your filth to some other street corner!”
So the boy starts crossing the street, when suddenly, BAM!
He’s hit by a bus.
The moral of the story is: Look both ways before crossing the street.
