
Originally Posted by
jeffingoff
Well, here's what happened: I passed on The Time Machine and went about my life like that was a good decision. Well the next Suntup book after that was . . . let's just say it was a book a lot of people had been clamoring for, including me, and it was the first Suntup to completely sell out during the private pre-sale. Had there been a gift edition I would have gotten it. Anyway, very few copies of this book showed up on the secondary and when they did they were quadruple the published price. The next book after that was very much the same. I missed it by seconds. Then the next Wells book was announced and I thought I'd be able to get back on the Non-King track. To no avail. I was locked out for over a year. Someone else started doing unboxing videos. I spiraled out of control and began collecting Bentley Little books. And then Paul announced that he was doing a brand new Bentley Little book called The Book. And I missed out on that too.
I burned all of my books and wandered in the desert for 2 decades. My family thrived without me.
Then one day, I woke up in an alley across from a mysterious door. Strange people in crazy clothes kept coming and going through the door. And I smelled pizza from inside.
So I walked through the door and found a weird machine in there with levers and buttons and shit. I sat in it and twisted a knob and a date appeared. I twisted until November 13 2019 appeared and it transported me back to today and I seized my last chance at happiness.