Dutch People

Yes.  Those are nine copies of Black Halo going away to various reviewers, gurus and people I like in general.  Busy little worker bees, they go out to pollinate the brains of people and harvest their sweet interest to bring back to the hive, where they shall be slowly digested by a queen and poured into tiny hexagonal shapes to later be harvested by greedy grizzly bears and adventurous, portly men with veils and thick glasses who sweat perpetually.

…I think I may have tortured that metaphor to death, but you get the idea.

I have one for myself, of course, but I don’t think there’s much of a need to keep a lot around.  If you love something, you must set it free, after all (this philosophy tends to backfire when it comes to kidnapping, protip), and, as a result, I kind of like giving stuff away.

Speaking of…

ARE YOU (CHOOSE ONE):

[ ] A DUTCH GIRL WITH LOW SELF-ESTEEM

[ ] A DUTCH MAN WHO RESENTS HIS PEERS

[ ] DUTCH, DUTCH-RELATED, DUTCH-CAPABLE AND POSSESSED OF A NEED TO READ TOME OF THE UNDERGATES IN DUTCH

[ ] A TRICERATOPS

Give me a holla.  I’ve got SEVEN Dutch Editions of Tome of the Undergates to give away!  I WILL HOOK YOU THE FUCK UP.

NO THERE’S NO PITHY ENDING QUOTATION FOR YOU TO FEEL GOOD ABOUT

THAT’S HOW I ROLL, YO