Quote: harleykwin said: Hey, Joe Mama! I'm actually being forced to read Christopher Moore again by a friend who insists I try his crap out again, as she is convinced I would like him if I gave Moore another try, so "Fluke" and "Stupidest Angel" are now in my possession - to be read (hoepfully) between beer and BBQs this weekend...
Both are bad choices for you. Fluke is okay, but not one of his better novels and Stupidest Angel was written for the fans. Instead, try Lamb or A Dirty Job or send me a nekkid pic. Your choice...
Fluke sucks. I've spent the day BBQing with friends (mmmm burgers and beer.... ) and getting a tan (yay!) and reading this crappy, crappy book (boo!!!). Honestly, I can't believe this man has such a rabid following. I hoenstly just don't get it. I'm almost doen and I've spent the whole book waiting for it to get interesting...
Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi