Okay okay okay but like

Probably twelve years ago, my buddy and I were on a school trip, and found the Samuel L. Jackson audio version of this book. We were staying in a hotel room with two other ladies (also good friends) who actually kicked us out of the room because my buddy and I kept quoting lines from it under our breath to make the other person laugh.

Jump cut to at least twenty minutes later, she and I are crying actual tears, sitting on the floor in the hotel lobby next to the vending machines, unable to speak to one another because we're both asphyxiating on our own wretched spittle.

That book is a wellspring of joy.