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Perception: Our day-in, day-out world is real.

Reality: That world is a hoax, an elaborate deception spun by an all-powerful Evil Cartoonist that controls us, squeezing our lives into a four panels per day for the warped amusement of tens of thousands of sadistic voyeurs called “readers”. Whoa.

Mind warping jokes. Techno-slammin’ stories. Mega-kick action. Well, maybe not “mega-kick”, but there is some action. Not a whole not, but at least a little. Anyway, Nick, Ki, Dwayne, Sharon, Dexter, Trent and Fred the Slime Mold rebuild their beloved company (after the whirl-wind events of the previous book) and in the process enjoy raiding personal files on the server, meeting new and interesting people (like the mysterious Trish), and taking on the Brotherhood of the Twisted Pair. Meanwhile, ubergeek-turned-secret-agent Fooker goes after mad scientists, while would-be-world-conqueror-turned fugitive Trudy visits her estranged parents and turns to corrupting impressionable teenage hackers. And in the middle of it all is a slam-bam mega-parody that rips off The Matrix, Tron, ReBoot, Star Trek, and probably a kajillion more things that we’ve forgotten.

If any of this sounds familiar, then odds are you’ve been reading General Protection Fault, one of the Internet’s most popular and longest running exclusive comic strips. If not, then it’s about time you started. GPF is about geeks, for geeks, and written by a geek. But it’s a comic strip with a soul, beloved by loyal fans across the globe (and perhaps beyond).

The book flat-out-rocks. This is, it was originally meant to be carved into granite, but that was too expensive. So we tried igneous rock, but that didn’t work out either. When we were forced to settle for that annoying red North Carolina clay, we decided to scrap that idea and just print it on ordinary paper. So I guess in that light, it really doesn’t “rock”, unless you just think it’s “kewl”, and in that case it probably could “rock”. You kids with your hip slang these days... why back in my day, we just used to say it was funny and left it at that. And we used to walk to school uphill both ways buck naked in twenty feet of snow, and we liked it. What’s that? Time for my medication? Okay, but only if that guy stops reading the back of this cover and finally buys the darn thing...