Lately I’ve been thinking
that everything falls into two
categories: that which is bacon,
and that which is not bacon.
It’s said that pigs will eat their masters
if they fall in the sty.
Damn right we will.
"The terms of my sentence are clear,
writes this guy who wrote this book about himself. Even if our selves are fictions, I believe in Jeremy Schmall and in the good his work does as it watches the world getting uglier and the people sadder. He drops us exactly where we are, and it’s lethal and absurd and worst of all, going according to plan. At least he brought snacks." — Mark Bibbins
4 x 6 inches, 104 pages,
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