So I found this harlequin romance paperback today, and normally I just toss those right over without paying them much mind, but the cover of this one made me pause. Sure that the artist was just taking liberties, I checked out the back.
I’m dubious. I should read a passage:
It is a literal bear.
Okay yeah I’ll admit it I’m going to read this but only because it sounds like the most fucked up romance novel in existence.
You have some explaining to do, Canada.
I had to read this for a class once and it was terrible. I then had to give a presentation about the book and try to resist just playing the bearfucker scene from super troopers
(Source: weirdbooksifind, via ultraquartz)