When a story is depressing as hell in the first page and a half- you wouldn’t think it would get any worse. But it does.
When a story is depressing as hell in the first page and a half- you wouldn’t think it would get any worse. But it does.
The best way to pick up women is when they’re dying and you’re the only doctor for miles.
The story of an unattractive woman who is lonely, but it doesn’t matter since she suddenly winds up in prison for no reason and dies.
This week we finish Fifty Shades of Grey by E. L. James. And we give up- it’s just too annoying. The worst part, after all that work of trying to get through this turd, there isn’t even really an ending.
Another week, another depressing Russian short story. This one about a man who spends the night homeless, and gets hot kisses from a homeless lady.
More depressing Russian stories- This one about a man who was wrongfully imprisoned for murder. Does he get out? Nope. He dies. I’m just telling you that now.
This week we read Fifty Shades of Grey by E. L. James. Again. And we’re both pretty sick of this book. We agree we’re not reading any more of them after this, and Ben’s impression of Ana is AMAZING.
I know what kind of books to read for every season, but not in this weird period when summer ends and school starts. So you get a really depressing story by a Russian author. Have fun with that.