There comes a time in a girl’s life when she has to reach deep down into her soul, clear the pathways of her inner goddess, and let out her nuclear Satan.
HOLY FUCK. Let me rephrase that. HOLY FREAKING FUCK. This book was incredible. I can’t for the life of me figure out why it took me a week and a half to read it. Stupid work. Stupid adulting. Anyway, this book was LAUGH OUT LOUD funny. Like whoa. I think I read my husband half of the book because I was laughing so hard he needed to know what was so funny. I would read tampon instructions if Meghan Quinn wrote them.
I LOVED the smart quick wit between the characters. It was raunchy and vulgar and made me feel normal. There were parts where I felt like I was watching a Ben Stiller movie, reading through my fingers saying “oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! This isn’t happening!” The embarrassment I felt for the characters was surreal. The relationships that Marley had with her brother and father were jealous worthy. Nothing was taboo and I found that refreshing.
“I don’t know. In my mind, Paul’s dick has tusks and belches into vaginas like Pumba from The Lion King.”
^^^This is what I am talking about people!^^^ This shit is freaking GOLD. The entire book is like this. Plus there’s a sexy bearded flannel wearing beast named Porter. Thank you. Thank you for writing about a man. And not just any man but a bearded freaking sex on a stick man. He had me, from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. The way he obviously cared for Marley, the way he appeased his best friend and respected their father but most of all the way he cherished his memories of Mama McMann.
Buy this book. Seriously. One of my absolute favorites and I fully expect to do a reread soon. So freaking good.
(I received this book for free or discounted in exchange for an honest review)