In my bookshop days
The most commonly stolen books were for some reason by sixties deadbeats and poets. We really couldn't hang onto them. And every time they went missing, I would find myself humming 'Someone's nicked Jack Kerouac, give a dog a bone'.

True story and therefore slightly less genius...
Click for effort :)
( flatfrog Staring vacantly into space, Thu 5 Mar 2009, 17:00, Reply)