When I was in college I used to go to an open bar on Thursday nights called “The Liver Transplant”.
I woke up one morning after and found several pages of this book written, I concluded that the night before I came home completely hammered, started writing this book from I don’t know where and then passed out with no recollection of it happening.
I liked what I read and have spent the past decade getting drunk and adding, deleting, getting more drunk and eventually finishing this beautiful work of art.
I suggest you read it on a toilet.
