Just thought I should let someone know.
Just in case I disappear in the enthralling passages of Augusten Burrough's "Running with Scissors."
Or if I'm touched inappopriately by his heartbreakingly comic pathos and I need an adult.
Then, there's always the possibility that I fall down the well of his love for irony only to be rescued three days later, amidst a flurry of television news cameras.
So, I leave my life in your sweaty, hairy palms.
I hope you have my back on this harrowing literary adventure.
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