Don’t bother — I’ve already thought of (and rejected) every possible variation of “fork off,” “fork you,” “motherforker,” etc.
Don’t bother — I’ve already thought of (and rejected) every possible variation of “fork off,” “fork you,” “motherforker,” etc.
Was this book published on the Fork of July????
(Betcha didn’t think of THAT one, Nathan!)
You could probably classify this as “mystery meat” as well; I mean, unless this book contains the tragic tale of how a female silverware magnate came to be killed in a suspicious explosion at one of her corporation’s local factories she was visiting.
The forks are strong with this one.
Someone must have been inspired by the spoon 🥄 pictures in The Room
What a lousy cover, Mark!
Something’s gone seriously prong here, but I haven’t the tine to work out what.
What a ridiculous idea for a book, let alone a bad cover. I guess the sequel is King of Knives or Prince of Spoons?
Nah, the Duke of Dinnerware, followed by the King of Cups.
Leave room for the Knave of Knapkins.
And the Marquess of Marmalade?
No. That would be silly.