There is a book on my shelf that I love very much, called What A Life!
. I have often wanted to give people copies of it; it is a masterpiece of surrealist art from 1911 (although, obviously, I have a much later edition). Apparently, it is also currently without a publisher. Silly publishers.
That does mean that some nice people have reproduced it on a website
YAY. You should all read or have read it*. It's mad as a wicker box of fish.
*Especially the adjectivemarcus and barrysarlls of this world, although I suspect you both of owning it already.