No shit! Look! Here they are in a Banned Books Display!

I'm…shocked! And appalled! How could this have happened?

Oh, the huge manatee!

Rox of Spaz-House, minding her own business, through no efforts on her own part–whatsoever–found my two creations on display such.

My poor babies…targeted for this oppression. I'm speechless.

But not so speechless that I can't say this: doesn't this make you want to buy them? Doesn't this make it seem necessary to buy them? Because it's obvious that THE MAN doesn't want you to. THE MAN wants to keep them down, and by keeping them down, he wants to keep you down too. What's in these books that scares THE MAN? Wouldn't you like to know? Don't you feel you need to know?

Are you going to let him get away with that bullshit? Huh? Are you going to roll over for THE MAN and be his bitch?

Or are you going to e-mail me immediately and order them using your Paypal account to send me coin? In fact, I'm so eager to help you stick it to THE MAN that I'm going to give you free shipping for the books.

That's right. Free shipping. In fact, if you want, I'll even sign it with your own personal inscription of inspiration since we will be brothers in the fight against THE MAN. Join the fight today!

I'm not shitting you. This is the outside of the library. Think I can papier mache an owl that huge? I think not. This is real, buckos. It's on the Net, right? So it must be real! TO ARMS! TO ARMS!