cherries in the snow review

by sb, mr. paraquat's english section, brown reading group
cherries in the snow is a book by emma forrest who has two of the fattest cats i've ever seen, one of which is so fat that it looks like a smaller cat is hanging on to its belly like a remora cat except it's really just cat lard. i got a computer keyboard from emma and didn't realize for three weeks that the reason typing made me sneeze was because the keys were resting on a soft bed of sheddage and pet dander and cat AIDS and whatever other devil shavings come off of these heathen not-dogs that shit in a sandbox, lovingly cut yr face, and vomit tumbleweeds. there are cats in cherries in the snow as well as gays, fake boobies, she-gays, children, ungays, vegan food, and phillip seymour hoffman. you don't have to like cats or have a sexual preference of any kind to like this book as it is funny and makes you better looking as you read it. in sum, cherries in the snow is a good book and i hope emma's exboyfriend gets cat AIDS in a shit sandbox.