I read pretty much anything, but genre fiction is my great love in life.
Rincewind is my spirit animal, which says it all really.
He's a really good runner, always full of witty quips, and he has the Luggage.
He's probably about as well traveled as Twoflower and he's a great Wizzard.
“Luck is my middle name," said Rincewind, indistinctly. "Mind you, my first name is Bad.”
“He’d always felt he had a right to exist as a wizard in the same way that you couldn’t do proper maths without the number 0, which wasn’t a number at all but, if it went away, would leave a lot of larger numbers looking bloody stupid.”