Monday, September 8, 2008
You asked for it
I actually started out by having my friend videotape me doing a shit on the book. But then he puked when I did the shit, and then I puked too. And then he puked on the video camera and ruined the tape.
So there's no evidence I shat on the book.
You'll just have to take my word for it.
Before
After
I won't lie to you. This was immensely satisfying.
I buried the remains of the book in an old Indian burial ground - so it's safe to say that that'll be the last we see of it!
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I feel bad for the dead Indians.
Great work! It reads better now.
BUURRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNN
how could you ruin such a great piece of literature? just kidding. how long til tucker takes down the image on assholesfinishfirst.com i wonder..it still says 'coming fall 2008'. you should find that jeremie dude, the editor, and find out if the book got dropped.
Normally, I wouldn't stand for a book barbecue, but this is the equivalent of burning Mein Kampf, a service to the world, if Hitler had been 1% the doucebag that Tucker is, of course.
If you wanna hate Tucker, go right ahead, but why the hell do you care so much? You're so dedicated to hating him it's just sad. I hate Paris Hilton and Bono, but other than this comment I don't go around denouncing them to everyone I meet. I think you need something better to do.
I doubt you'll publish this comment though.
Light, you're a man of your word. Plus, burning trash is environmentally responsible. Nice job!
I have a copy of the book I paid 3.50 for on amazon / used. Shipping was $4.
How shall I kill it on video?
http://www.flickr.com/photos/rudiusmedia/2399174396/in/datetaken/
I think it's cute that he still wears the Hawaiian shirt that he wore for his Duke Law School graduation.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/rudiusmedia/2399173342/in/datetaken/
wow this blog sure died a quick death.
This is why you blog. Because you have no knowledge of the industry and your a smelly nerd that likes period sex with a baby toothed, soon to be nasty swinger whores who find love only in dark rooms with fat men who share an amputated self-esteem. Good luck getting the smell out of your hair.
Love,
Your Favorite Uncle
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