420 Reasons Not to Suicide

Included inside: (Check contents for accuracy) 1x high speed golf cart chase, 1x gay vigilante, 1x 12 gauge shootout, 1x castrated rapist, 1x drug deal gone bad, 1x drug deal gone very bad, 1x hungover cage fighter, 1x drowning man, 1x hungry shark, 1x dwarf prostitute, 1x billionaire's daughter, 1x thugged out white girl, 1x manic runaway, 1x woman's scorn, 1x brother's love ...Plus: Thrills Chills Romance Suspense All this and more in one convenient package "Chances are I'll be dead by morning." So begins '420 Reasons Not to Suicide.' What follows is a manic trip down a drug addled memory lane, told from the perspective of a drowning man. Let's be honest. Most reading feels like work. It's rarely fun. It rarely makes you laugh. This book is the cat's fucking pajamas. It'll blow your skirt up. If you don't wear a skirt, it'll knock your socks off. If you don't wear socks, you really should. It's kind of gross not to. So get yourself some socks, and get this book. You can read it in public and everyone will think you're sophisticated, when really you just like reading about a dumbass dude doing wild shit. Go with gosh and party on.