I was given my copy from a friend in college. I keep it on a shelf. The first time I read it, I was amused how juvenile the book becomes. The whole back section about making bombs was basically, "Ingredients: 1 bomb." The drugs section was pretty much just edibles, with recipes that read like something out of Betty Crocker, but an inevitable "1/2 cup of pot". And then of course, there's the "bananadine" recipe.

Now when I read it, and look at the crude drawings, I think it's pretty obvious that this was the writings of a troubled high school student.

Now, The Terrorist Handbook, is a different can of worms...