THE MISADVENTURES OF AN ESOTERIC INVESTIGATOR

Timmy and his girlfriend were over. Timmy asked me if I had a copy of my book he could read. I told him I didn't have one with me. Then he asked what I was reading. George R.R. Martin, a book of 1000 pages and he and his girlfriend say that they'd never finish it because they can't read more than five pages at a time. They only read magazines. Then what the fuck was he asking about my book for. He asks about it whenever he comes over, because he says he wants to read it. No magazine reader is going to read my book.