I went up to the Pulp Fiction book exchange today to trade in some second-hand books, mostly old children’s series and mid-90s Stephen King, and ended up with a measly six dollars of credit to spend.  I found a vintage copy of Gulliver’s Travel’s for only six dollars, but needed something else to make up the cash percentage every book exchange requires for any trade-in. Something small, about another six dollars’ worth. I hunted up and down the shelves before stumbling upon this book, for exactly six dollars:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(wait for it)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(can you guess?)

 

 

 

 

YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME

 

 

God hates me.

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