In A Nutshell: Phooey

Dear Nutshell[1] Thief:

 You are scum. I hereby wish upon you a 169 in both the classes for which you swiped my books.

 Very truly yours,

 Citations.

UPDATE: I found them!! Whee!! I had searched and searched and finally I gave up and resigned myself to the idea that after a year of leaving my stuff scattered all over a library table all the time, someone had finally swiped a couple of items.

This year we have had a few laptops stolen, a thought which makes me shudder and promptly email myself everything important. But theft here is extremely rare, and usually blamed on the occassional stranger in the building. Hey, we're an insular group. And it usually is a stranger.

Except for that pizza, we're a pretty courteous and law-abiding bunch. Yay.

*humming happy tune*

 

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[1] A Nutshell, for you non-lawschool readers, is a little (and surprisingly expensive) book summarizing the law for various subjects. They can generally be read in a weekend or so, and are great at simplifying the law into something the dimmer among us (me) can sort of generally grasp.

 

Comments

[Jill]

Scum-sucking lily-livered rat fink!

Not you, of course. :)

[Girlchild]

First your pizza, now your books. I dare not ask what's next!

...Dirtbag.

[ckm]

May I loan you a padlock? A rottweiler?

[Citations]

Jill, you are the queen of insult. Although, "dirtbag" also sums it up pretty well.

Yes, mum, a rottweiler please.