I came across this brilliant book yesterday by accident. I'm afraid I had never heard of it before but apparently it is a cult comic novel, first published in 1924. Augustus Carp is smug and self-satisfied, horrible but hilarious. Unlike Mr Pooter you don't sympathise with him at all and in fact you are full of glee anytime something goes wrong for the awful man.
It's a funny thing about cult books or films. You want to talk about them with other people, but on the other hand you don't want too many people to get to know about them ...
Day 139; Book 137
'Problem was, my apt wouldn't allow any pets': Couple finds little cat
crying in the rain, they move to a bigger apartment just to be able to
adopt her
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*This couple went to lengths just to give this little kitty a warm home. *
Imagine actually moving from a smaller apartment to a bigger one just
because of...
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