On the Road – Jack Kerouac


Either I’m losing my English major edge, or this book is absolute shit. Absolute, bloody shit. This book only inspired me to eat apple pie and ice-cream.


Other uses for this book:

1) Toilet paper

2) To start a small fire with

3) To place within a row of other Classical literature to impress people


Like honestly, other than being well-written, how can anyone find this boring piece of drivel a pleasure to read?