A McFing hating sniper has been watching the McFing section. He is a born again christian who hates all who read McFing. But this book especially. You pull the book from the shelf and open it. You can almost smell McFing's THC drenched sweat as you read his introduction. A bullet rips through the window and into your right temple, leaving a fist sized exit wound coming out the other side. You spurt brains and blood all over the McFing section as your corpse drops.