Even though this book doesn't contain the typical side-splitting humor that typically comprise Lewis Black's writing, I did like the stories he tells in this book. I am amazed, though, at the incredibly boring and even amateurish delivery he gives of his stories. For somebody who has (supposedly) studied theater and written many plays and monologues, Mr. Black does his own book a disservice. In fact, I found myself rethinking many of the lines once Mr. Black read them, trying to come up with the inflections and cantor the pieces so badly need. So, I like the content, but hope any second editions will be read by a more experienced narrator, like Shadoe Stevens or Homer Simpson.
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