The Man said I couldn't write a review. Well fuck him I'm back and doing it. You should love this fucking book, and if you don't, well you can eat a nasty sack of rotten pears. You like simple systems that get ass-blasting HUGE fucking FAST? This is that shit. If you don't, you're prolly one of those narcs, and again. Pears motherfucker. Get you a couple of dice, a couple of punks, and go tell you some sweet stories.

Or.

PEARS.