Absurdly profound

Thoughts on Afterthoughts: or Some Pistachios Don't Open by Richard Ayoade

This is good shit.

And that’s not a reference to the book’s cover, which I believe is the Farrow & Ball shade Soft Faecal Memory.

Really, this slim volume of what would be mistaken by most as throwaway nonsense is in fact a tour de force in a brand of comedic writing that doesn’t get celebrated (or published) as much as it should.

Groucho Marx… SJ Perelman…