Old Old Old Old Old

I bet you that Hunter S. Thompson scrapped thousands of pages of whiny, needlessly self-indulgent bullshit while writing what he did. Same goes to Mark Twain, George Carlin, Kurt Vonnegut, David Foster Wallace, Voltaire and so on and so forth. The key theme here being satire, of course. Or being rich and white. One of those two. I already tried the former, should really get to work on the latter.