The Dungeon Anarchist's Cookbook (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #3)

by Matt Dinniman

Hey, book three! Thanks everyone for still hanging out with me on this crazy journey through the dungeon. Special thanks to all my Donut Holes over on Patreon. You guys rock.

New achievement! I’m on a train! Choo Choo, Motherfucker.

These losers spend most of their days and nights reading. What a bunch of nerds.

Carl: Now you know how I feel when you type in all caps. Donut: THAT’S NOT THE SAME THING, CARL.

Reading the words of those who have come before me, I know them. You, reading this. I know you, too. You are me. That is who this book finds.

Kids aren’t always a product of their parents. But sometimes that doesn’t matter. Sometimes parents can cast a shadow so thick, you can drown in it.”

I am now looking through a hole in the floor at definitive proof that humans and Neanderthals are related.

“Glurp, glurp, motherfucker,” I said before I collapsed in an exhausted heap.

They will not break me. Fuck them all. They will not break me. But I will break them. This is my promise to myself, to my friends, and to you, anyone who reads these words. I will break them all. - Crawler Carl, 25th Edition of The Dungeon Anarchist’s Cookbook