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Nerýmuje sa, do krbu s tým.

Fuj aká pičovina

Dissing kpop fembois in a scifi book 300 years in the future was not on my bingo list, but hey, not complaining :D also, social pressure personality disorder is a diagnosis we shouldn't wait for 300 years to start applying, hehe

...koupil jsem si párek, a když jsem ten párek jedl, polekal jsem se, protože jsem nemusel ani zdvihat ten párek k ústům, jen jsem naklonil bradu a párek se dotkl mých horkých rtů, a když jsem párek držel u pasu, díval jsem se polekán dolů a uviděl jsem, že půlka párku se dotýká skoro mých bot. A když jsem vzal párek do obou rukou, zjístil jsem, že ten párek je normální... František Reditel, jsi to ty???

Some self-published things should stay self-published and unknown.

What a fucking obnoxious slog. Ew.

Fuj čo ti jebe toto vyhralo niečo viac než rastúci talent chránenej dielne v dolných holešoniciach? "Ha ha", "Hmmm", "(zatiaľ)" a podobne štylistické prostriedky som používal na zakladke na pokeci. A o zámenách počula niekedy? O otravných postavách čo len nerevú? Typkiňa si vymyslela 60 nových slov a využila každú jednu príležitosť ich použiť na každej jednej strane niekoľkokrát. Zgrcal som sa z tohto jak lion.

I'm so done with this fucking guy.... Zzzzz....

Rozškrabem si tvár jake su tie krimi knihy pomalééééé. A prečo tam je angličtina jak keby to prekladali z nemčiny???

Jesus fuckin christ in a sidecar this is beyond boredom incarnate and incomparable to burroughs' drug addled uncomfortable trips, taking being preposterous to a whole nother level

There is no genre superior to science fiction. Dohovoril som.

Fuj aká nuda. Najlepšie na celej knihe je uvedomenie ako mohol Epictetus v r. ~125 napísať ultimátny banger na všetky sféry života ktorý STÁLE dáva zmysel a nejaký self proclaimed čavo s 10(!) stranami praise textu na začiatku nepovie na 300 stranách nič hodnotné. 2000 rokov neskôr, všetky informácie pod prstom, 18 mesiacov nerušeneho času (písané počas c19 lockdownu) a vyjde z neho táto slabo ochutená syrupová voda.

These self-help books are truly better than melatonin.

Krimi knižky sú ten najnudnejší žáner, a čo? Prosecute me.

I swear to fucking god, if he's gonna find the meaning of life in God, I'm gonna stop reading books. At least till the end of the year. One mention and I'm out.

Z&T, zapisky z metra, stepančikovo, šicke dobre, ale tento biblický remix s menej postavami ale zachovaným rozsahom mi reálne fyzicky aj psychicky ubližuje. Sorry Feďo, imma drop it like it's hot.

Nekonečné monológy o NIČOM! Napíšem remaster a vjebem to do 150tich strán!

I don't know what's up with this but this is absolutely horrible. Jak keby som očuval more babky v čakárni u kožnej doktorky čo sa na svojich vnukov pripečených päťkorunových sťažujú for fucks sake.

Huh, what do you know? Introductions can actually be fun and educational? Not smug and spoiler filled? Huh, what do you know...

To, že táto kniha nemá obálku od Henricha Lossowa, beriem ako obrovskú premárnenú príležitosť.

Prvý boštek hihi

"my lover take pity, but especially the more fluid and flou Italian verse, for instance that ditty recited between knee-knocking and palpebra lifting, by a half-Russian, half-dotty old doctor, doc, toc, ditty, dotty. ballatetta, deboletta tu, voce sbigottita... spigotty e diavoletta ... de lo cor dolente... con ballatetta va... va... della strutta. destruttamente... mente"

I feel like a cromagnon reading this

"flesh (une chair) that was both that of his wife and that of his mistress, the blended and brightened charms of twin peris, an Aquamarina both single and double, a mirage in an emirate, a germinate gem, an orgy of epithelial alliterations."

Help.

And the obnoxious (non)romance between the two whiny children? Dude. Don't even get me started.

Also, you develop immortality so that people, respectable citizens, could live longer, and then you kill the innocent ones, the heroes that save others, fathers and mothers of many children, based on some statistics from past ages that you consequently frown upon? ever heard of birth control? logic, maybe?

Sooo you jump off of a činžiak and get fucked to high heaven, splattering yourself to a pulp but live because? nanites? but when a guy with an ostentatious robe comes and slashes you with a kitchen knife you die?

Why do I torture myself so, over and over and over again...

I swear to fucking god I'll never get to the good books if I keep straying off whenever I see a gorgeous cover. So fucking badly written, robotic characters, things like weed and netflix and balenciaga mentioned as if the author heard of em for the first time from her middle school friend, 0 punchline at the end. New takes and retellings of well known works is officially the worst genre out there. Always trashy

Blaming the planets for your unsuccessful life is the way to go, errybody!

"Príbeh" pre ľudí čo niekedy nakupovali v tuzexe.