This book was not written at all to be simply read. It is useless to store it - you need to use it. It is a challenge to the unshakable stereotype of your existence. She is a curse for your peace, but an even greater curse for your vanity. It is a mockery of your seriousness and a verdict on your importance. The main task of this book is to destroy your sleep and become a nail in your ass, in every possible way preventing you from falling asleep again. This book is your passport into yourself. It is about Laughter and for Laughter. It is about God and for God. And this means that it is about You and for You. But it is just a book, and without you it is just garbage. You can treat it without any respect: color it with felt-tip pens, drip grease and tea on it, read it exclusively on the toilet, but the main thing is to let it work with you and allow yourself to play with it. If you are a brave person...