at first I loved this book and wondered why I hadn't read more vonnegut as a 20 year old - this guy has a razor sharp eye for satire. but slowly it became TOO exaggerated, TOO satire for the sake of satire. it reminded me of Douglas Adams and the Hitcher's Guide to the Galaxy. and then, then it used a penis measurement jokes so any times (and even in relation to his own member, ugg) that I started to hate it. I didn't like when Jenny Lawson went on and on about her vagina, so at least i'm consistent ...