i admit it, i won't do it. Won't even consider it, won't keep reading. i tried, I really did but realized that it was totally useless. I was not going to read or enjoy this book. It's not very open-minded of me, yeah, yeah, I know but you know what? i have stated before and continue to claim that I am picky and I don't think that's a bad thing. I've been reading for most of my life and I've been reviewing for over eight years now. l don't gotta read any book that makes me cringe.

So add to the list of Books That Andi Probably Won't Be Reading is a book in which very early on (as we are being introduced to the protagonist and here he's about eleven years old) we are treated to almost a full page wherein the protagonist has a conversation with his penis.

No.

Thank you but NO. Not only is there nothing very new in this fascinating discovery but it's pointless, tasteless, possibly stupid and highly uninteresting. I'm not going to be snarky enough to Speak for The Entire Female Gender. I simply will say that the author's male, the editor's male and maybe this adolescent moment rings universal bells for some readers. I'm sure it's intended as a knee-slappingly funny bit. Ack.

I found it icky, puerile and completely pointless. I understand it was supposed to be amusing. Gah. I gritted my teeth and told myself i was being unfair and tried to keep reading. I could not. I read maybe two more pages and stopped, realizing "nope, that was it. I cannot read this book."