Why?

[rayheinrich]

therein lies your problem; write a 899 page novel

you can get gin or vodka here for 3 dollars us.

That was the price for a 1.75 liter bottle; but, considering where your "here" is, you can probably still get it cheaper.
Though, technically, that probably wasn't my point but, since the current bottle seems to be at the .25 liter level
there is really no fucking way I can validate anything.

Novels aren't.

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I'm trying to remember something so obscure that no one will ruin it for me.

Chin up dude, if Qdeathstar can do it, so can you.
(Meta-ruination... just a few blocks away.)

well, now I'm insulted.  This topic feels like the end of the Internet. Unread 900 page novels, spilt alcohol and X-files. I'm pretty sure that's how the world will end. Or, that's how my world will end.

Sorry, I had always taken you metaphorically. (A really good extended one, BTW.)

And anyway: He still hasn't and even if he does you get full primogenitor bragging rights.

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I'm not taking up any argument. I'd rather sit around on welfare and disability trying to write at least one good novel. I'd do the same if I had no benefits. I'm asking if my random nights stocking shelves at Food Lion are more reliable in the long run than my pursuits as a novelist and poet. Because a man like me could as well go either way, only I'd be fired quicker one way and ignored the other.

"Fired" is better as it's so much quicker; being ignored takes a whole fucking lifetime.