If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
This is perfect.
headed to goodwill to pick up some abercrombie and fitch clothes and then i’m gonna stop by an impoverished neighborhood and force the clothes upon homeless people who don’t want them. if you wanna come, please wear your KONY 2012 shirts, TOMS shoes, and save the boobies wristbands so people know that were serious about activism.