This sentence I've read thirty times is fantastic.
(Why do people feel the need to start conversations whenever they see a person reading a book? They're usually pointless conversations, too. I don't care about that place from which you purchased ice cream in a waffle cone half a week ago. In fact, I hope it gets devoured by Smokey the Bear. Yeah, I said it. Smokey the Bear. That guy doesn't fuck around.)
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