Do you know the feeling when you don't quite know how to swim, but you feel like you've seen enough people swimming in your lifetime that now you're well-educated on the art of staying afloat; hence as everyone around you is enjoying themselves your mind goes "oh, I could do that" and you dive right in, only to discover the pool is deeper than it looks and waving your arms and legs wildly doesn't constitute swimming?
(Wow, that was one long-punk question.)
But you get what I'm talking about, right? I hope so.
Because that's exactly how we all feel as we follow this strange muscular guy to a place we know not where.
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Sort of Dead
Humor**This book features short, fun, snappy chapters** **Perfectly fine as a standalone** [Caution: may pack a couple of gutpunches.] "First things first: this is the story of how I die. Over and over again." __________________________________ Marra is...
