Nathan's review
Where the Wild Things Are
by Maurice Sendak
Its funny how real-life sociopaths are always searching for "what went wrong" when they were kids. So cute of you to follow suit. Though it is kind of a Catch-22 (Mr. Heller) if you actually care enough to try to understand your being a sociopath....hehe
You're right. I should search for "what went right" instead. It'd take less effort. Anyway, what do you know about sociopaths? You drive a lime-green VW bug.
NC
Now they're taking over your workspace in adulthood!!!
BwaaHaHaHaHaHa
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There is nothing like a vivid childhood memory to wipe out all the sentimental crap about children's books. I tend to forget that children take everything literally. You made me remember and LOL. Thanks for making my day.
Nathan's review
Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak
Nathan's review
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recommended for: Delusional miscreants.
I have no doubt that this book damaged me, psychologically, as a small child. It is one of the earliest books I vividly remember reading aloud to myself, and I remember the first time my mother read it to me before she put me to bed. Here's the gist of the plot: A little boy named Max dresses up in a wolf costume, plays with a hammer, chases his dog with a fork, then threatens to cannibalize his mother. His mother, a master of irony, then puts him to bed with no dinner. Already, this story should start creeping you out. Then a forest starts to grow in Max's bedroom. And no, no chemicals have been ingested anywhere in the story. Though the bit about chasing the dog with the fork does imply a delusional state. Regardless, a fucking forest grows in the kids bedroom. So naturally he gets in a boat and sails off to the other side of the world, to where all these "wild things" are. And promptly subjugates everyone he sees. I'm a damn toddler, and my mom is reading me a book about a...more
Its funny how real-life sociopaths are always searching for "what went wrong" when they were kids. So cute of you to follow suit. Though it is kind of a Catch-22 (Mr. Heller) if you actually care enough to try to understand your being a sociopath....hehe
You're right. I should search for "what went right" instead. It'd take less effort. Anyway, what do you know about sociopaths? You drive a lime-green VW bug.NC
Now they're taking over your workspace in adulthood!!!
BwaaHaHaHaHaHa
http://img115.imageshack.us/im...
There is nothing like a vivid childhood memory to wipe out all the sentimental crap about children's books. I tend to forget that children take everything literally. You made me remember and LOL. Thanks for making my day.

