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?