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It was like Facebook but in the real world?  Has Tom B ever been to Facebook? Unless Crazy’s idea of chatting up the staff or other customers included begging them to join his mafia or showing random strangers pictures of his neice, I doubt it was much like Facebook.

I wonder if the real Village Booksmith sells DVDs or CDs, or just old back issues of Readers’s Digest.  Either way, getting accosted by my weird mailman at a bookstore would be enough to drive me away, or go nuclear on his butt.

Crazy Harry: “So what book did ya get?”

Me: “The joys of animal sex! I’ve always heard about it and was kind of curious. Lots of horse stuff in it.  I’m more of a marsupial man myself but kangaroos are hard to come by in Ohio…”

Please, you can have the book, just leave.

After an excruciatingly long conversation with the store owner who was just trying to make polite conversation, Crazy Harry delivers a bit of Dialog That No One Would Ever Actually Say and comes across as almost as smug and pompous of an ass as Les.

Again, one has to wonder, why in the hell did Les have his book tour in a pizza joint when he could have helped out an actual bookstore!?