I was at a cafe this afternoon. At the next table, two young women:
Woman 1: Do you like books?
Woman 2: No way! Books killed my dad.
Woman 1: But you're studying English, aren't you?
Woman 2: Yeah. Why else would I have Sir Gawain and the Green Knight in my bag? (she pulls it out as evidence)
Woman 1: Well, do you like that?
Woman 2: No, it's awful.

I was left wondering how her dad died? What was he reading at the time? Or did the bookshelf fall on him?