my grandma was a teacher so for my birthday she would take me to the bookstore to buy a book. when i was 17 i picked out a Carlin book and i remember her telling me i had to put it back and i told her if my present had to be a book that i was gonna get whatever the hell i wanted. next year she took me to the nutcracker for my birthday and that was the last present she ever got me in my whole life.