Read this book if you’re single, it occasionally sucks, and you find laughter at other people’s horrible situations somehow comforting in a morbid way you would never want to admit to in public. This book picks up where weary friends fall asleep and offers temporary relief from the major aches and pains associated with being single: blind dates, getting dumped, and having to tell your mother that, yes, you know a dog is not a replacement for a man. Think of this as your 24 x 365 portable pocket pal for those times (read: ‘period’) when you temporarily lose perspective and think, Nobody loves me. Everybody hates me. Guess I’ll go eat worms…
