Scaryduck found himself fed up with the hype while sitting on a bus, and took action:
I did a bad good thing last week.
A young lady got on the tube at Charing Cross, and sat across the aisle from me. Sadly, she whipped out a copy of The Da Vinci Code from her handbag, going down in my estimation considerably.
Early doors, she was only on page thirty or so, which meant I had every chance of weaning her off this badly-written tripe before it was too late. So, getting off at Paddington, I told her the five words that should ultimately do the trick, and save her several wasted days having her brain DanBrown-washed..."The Grail's in The Louvre."
Oh, and don't forget to check out The Norman Rockwell Code. Wonderful!
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