warning TOTALLY NSFW. I mean it!
possibly the best review of this month's contender of the Eye Of Argon Award for the Worst Book Evar:
You will never look at a codpiece in the same way again... or ladyfingers....
And I will never be able to sell Tournament of Kings tix without giggling like Mr. Bean.
(ETA and just when things couldn't get any worse...
They got worse. Smells like moon?
goddamnit I'll never get published unless I start writing more craptastic... sigh.)
You will never look at a codpiece in the same way again... or ladyfingers....
And I will never be able to sell Tournament of Kings tix without giggling like Mr. Bean.
(ETA and just when things couldn't get any worse...
They got worse. Smells like moon?
goddamnit I'll never get published unless I start writing more craptastic... sigh.)