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on 7 August 2013
I don't even know where to start with this 'book'. I really enjoyed The Game by Neil Strauss, in contrast to this, it was very funny, a good story and it was well written. This was far more like the drunken ramblings of a bloke you PRAY doesn't come sit next to you in a bar. This guy is by his very own admission the definition of a Social Hand Grenade (you can use that in your next book Tucker).
Tucker is a jock. Plain and simple. A social bully who prays on the weak and venerable - the fat, the awkward, the posh, the uncool etc etc. All his friends join in, because it's 'funny' providing they're not on the end of his 'wit'. The only time in this book that was funny and honest was the bit when he went on the Time Bandit. The rest of the book is all about him belittling women and other blokes.
Please don't think this review was written by a 50yr old guy with no sense of humour. It's not. This just wasn't funny. His portrayal of his relationship with Katy Johnson was appalling. There were bits of The Shawshank Redemption that were funnier. Freedom of speech is one thing, but outing a girl for being into sex and being a bit nuts on the internet purely for fun is not cool. I hoped she won the legal case, bankrupt this jock and therefore meant that I wasn't able to read this drivel.
There are SO many better 'lads' books out there than this. Hell, FHM is a better, more mature read than this.