I just read the shit the crazy judge who gave Edgar every round posted on the UG and I had a moment where I realized what people who don't like me see when they see my posts: long, boring, and not nearly as clever as I think I am. It was a sobering experience.
I'll try not to write novels in the future.
Except this one about this vampire that's addicted to crystal meth, so she can only bite people in shooting galleries and under bridges and stuff....
All manner of men came to work for the News: everything from wild young Turks who wanted to rip the world in half and start all over again -- to tired, beer-bellied old hacks who wanted nothing more than to live out their days in peace before a bunch of lunatics ripped the world in half.
Dr. Hunter S. Thompson
The Rum Diary