Hey, all you dunzo readers of chartroose’s most excellent book blog, I’m back! I’ll bet you missed me! Chartroose was thinking of replacing me with some bogus goose thing, but she’s decided to keep us both (the goose sucks, though). I’m totally stoked about this, because it means I still have a chance to become her boy toy. Woot!
The prize is going to be a bit different this time. The winner will receive this bitchen t-shirt, in a choice of three colors: fluorescent chartreuse (shown), bright snot yellow or lame-o white. Sizes range from small to 2x. As usual, the first correct guesser wins, and you must name the title and author. Good luck dudes!
Are you ready, my hyper fierce gnar gnar buds? Here goes:
This totally boglius novel was written about ten years ago. The story is set in a tiny town in the middle of the country where there are no waves or hot chicks or anything but boring fields all around. You can’t even do any dune boarding there! It’s told by a kind of nube-dude; well, he’s not so bad, he’s just a dork. He’s pretty uncool, and he has this family filled with durfers. He has a couple of sisters and a mom who is a hugangous swamp donkey. She sits in front of the tube all day and is always jonesin’ for twinkies and cigarettes. His brother is a totally retarded brickhead–he can’t help it, but he’s a real tool sometimes. To break the monotony and the total dokiness of taking care of his brother, the narrator kid has an affair with this kooky older diva, and she becomes all wierded-out and they break up. He also meets this stellar babe who is traveling through his little town in a camper with her grandmother. This totally rad girl kind of saves him from himself, and she saves his retarded brother too. She’s one of the most coolaphonic chicks ever written about in modern literature. If you haven’t read this totally awesome novel, you really should. It’s one of chartroose’s fav’s, so you know it has to be good! She plans to reread it next year.
What is it? Nuke this as fast as you can, dudes!