A person bunkerooed at the libe

For once, I thought I'd make it through a visit to the library without detecting the uproarious audio of a loud-and-proud bunker blast.

But who was I kidding? Ronald Reagan.

Today I went to the Newport libe. I was almost done there as I was walking towards the shelves near the back, when I heard it. Yes, a backdoor breeze. An air biscuit. Someone cut the Colby! I thought it was a person walking behind me, but this has not been proven, so no suspects can be indicted for this hilarious wafto.