Well, you know, us intellectuals can't just sit around reading Sartre ALL day, can we? (Though I was quite surprised to see it had reached four pages- there were two, I think, last time I checked it out.)
And it turned out that, in the end, sleazenation was the threadkillah all along... to be fair though, you can't follow a line like that. Or a penis, for that matter.
Think I know which passage of Sartre you're referring to there, Riz- it's the one where he goes on about his coat, and by extension, his cock and his comics...
A personal favourite.
Could have benefited from more use of the word "bum", though.
