There's necrophilia and murder and all kinds of wrong types of intercourse, social and sexual, in this here collection, for which I penned a rather excellent introduction. Two of the stories have been adapted into films, including "Viscosity" and "A Fuckload of Scotch Tape," which is every bit as brilliant as its title, which is my favorite short story title ever. You can get the book here:
If you don't buy it, you won't be "In the Know" like the cool kids on the playground who smoke and swear!
Because that's what it's about, isn't it, Mr. Phillips? Swearing and smoking. It's all about appearances, is it? Well, you haven't thought about how your body appears to God when you dirty it up with these worldly habits, have you? He built you a temple for the spirit, and do you think he likes seeing you tracking mud through it? He does not, I know, because He told me.
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DeleteYou sold me with "A Fuckload of Scotch Tape". Kindle'd.
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