
From time to time they put on too-tight shirts and pants with buckles and shuffle out of their lairs to shove heaping mayonnaise-laden sandwiches into their faces, which are worn in to permanent snarls. They all deserve to be struck down by awful diseases described in the most obscure dermatology journals.īook reviewers live in tiny studios that stink of mothballs and rotting paper. They are sniveling, revolting creatures who feed their own appetites for bile by gnawing apart other people's work. But I hate book reviewers.īook reviewers are the most despicable, loathsome order of swine that ever rooted about the earth.

"Hate is a four-letter word," like the bumper sticker says.
