Everybody is a critic

I was looking for a book to take to the beach last weekend and I started looking for some of the titles that I had picked up, waiting for the mood to strike me. And it was kind of like this:

Where is Stiff?

Beckham ate it.

Okay, how about King Leopolds Ghost?

Beckham. Totally shredded.

I know I have a copy of The Historian which looks like good summer readi-

Beckham. Like it exploded…

Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norell?

The Stone That the Builder Refused

So for those who are new here, now you know why he has a reputation.

Now where is my copy of Dark Side of The Moon….

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