Anybody read this bullshit? I find its consistent awfulness and revelation of the authors' personal awfulness fascinating, a bit like Mary Worth. I'm convinced that they're both enormous practical jokes, but I can't figure out who is being taken in by them. I mean, who thinks shit like this is good?
Soon he entered the bar with a shopping bag and slid into the booth between my friend and me. The awkwardness was palpable, sultry, like fondue.
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