Funny story. My future mother-in-law and I went shopping the other morning. On our way home, we swung by her library so she could return a few books. When we pulled up, she had to take a business call, so I ran in for her to drop the books off.
I walk up to the counter. I see the drop box for Adult Books, I see the drop box for Children's Books and I think to myself, "Well, where do all the regular books go?"
As if the local Troy Public Library has some huge selection of erotic and pornographic books to check out. Sometimes I am such a dummy.