Arkas Livres

S'il avait vécu à d'autres époques, il aurait ramé dans une galère ou construit des pyramides dans le désert. S'il avait été un singe, les autres singes lui auraient volé ses bananes. Oui, c'est encore notre Lifer, la victime éternelle. Il essaie de se faire des amis et ils lui cassent ses lunettes. Il s'échappe et ils n'ont même pas besoin de le chercher - il trouve lui-même son chemin de retour. Et quand il décide de faire grève de la faim et préfère mourir que de manger, une fois de plus, il a probablement pris la mauvaise décision : comme le dit toujours le cuisinier, "avec la nourriture de prison, une chose n'exclut pas l'autre." Mais ne vous inquiétez pas, le médecin de la prison est à ses côtés, et il ne laisse pas mourir trop facilement... Profitez de l'humour noir dans ce troisième livre de LIFER, et rappelez-vous : quand la vie vous déprime, ne gardez pas tout pour vous... exprimez-vous !

Jail has its good sides, too (like, you never eat alone).These are cook is highly philosophical views, though in his job he has lost his touch a bit lately he only sets off riots twice a year.But he does serve meat for Halloween dressed up as potato casserole... Sohelp yourselves to a new serving of Arkas.Find Montecristo again as unscrupulous and as ruthless as ever.Worse even than Clementine the sparrow who accounts for agreat part of cynicism in this bitterly funny booklet.Clementine isa flying journalist always a messenger of bad news - despite the risk of becoming a frying journalist!And as a former inmate said (shortly before committing suicide) there is always a bright side to life.And if there is not we will have to create it for ourselves.Read this book.It contains the Lifer is epic struggle with his woes.No need to ask who is winning...

A lifer sentenced to 622 years? And the best years of his life, too! Just think how high the rents will be by the time he gets out! Because, of course, life expectancy is rising all the time. But there's worse than that. Worse than weeks of solitary confinement in complete darkness, reading "war and peace" (in braille) over and over again. Worse than prison cooking, the cause of innumerable riots. Worse than the doctor, who meticulously examines his patients before killing them. What could be worse than all that? It's montecristo! In the darkest hours he is there, ready to remind you of everything you are trying to forget. He holds all the aces in the game of sarcasm. And has another one up his sleeve.