You know, in high school I failed to read A Tale of Two Cities (just like I failed to read anything that was assigned to me just on principle) mostly because I got through the first paragraph and realized the only period in it was at the end. One. Big. Sentence. I was like "Fuck you, Dickens." Not too long later, a friend who was proofreading one of my essays for me told me that my writing is about as convoluted as Dickens'. So I punched him in the mouth. (Great way to solve debates, let me tell you.)

GLAD YOU LIKED IT THOUGH. <3333