
Because a cock in the hand is worth two in the bush.

Why the hell is Cookie Monster wearing clothes? That's just so wrong ... oh god, that makes every
other picture of him look like a total pervert.

Hey, look, Zac Efron as a horse!

Ha ha ha! It's a giant boob!

Why am I watching a woman pee on the beach?

That's not how binoculars work. How can I trust you anymore, Lisa Lutz?

Someone might want to tell him that his crypt is boiling over. And that it doesn't work well to stir with a sword. And not to make soup in a crypt.

Hey, they airbrushed out that guy who was pile-driving me on the beach and photoshopped on some fake-looking shorts. Why the fuck do you think
that summer was so memorable to begin with?

"If you fill these out at a lakeshore or riverbed we will fucking cut you."

"So this one time Lincoln shows up right as I'm painting my fence, and I see him through this knothole perfectly centered like he was posing for a goddamned photograph, and — shit, if that wasn't the greatest moment ever."

It's pretty simple really: smashing your enemy in the head with a rock and chopping off his/her head is a great way to get past your problems with your boss or your ex or your landlord. Try it sometime.

Finally, a good novel about a gobstopper.