Done. Read out of order and with the least initial pop culture connection than with any other Klosterman book. Generational gap no longer applies, I just don't like sports quite the way he does*.
Still clever as sin and as a result I've been filled with little quips, left and right. Immediately after I typed this, here is a conversation excerpt from real life.
Boss: C-squad...do you own a hairbrush?So, maybe Klosterman does not exactly foster instant-clever in his readers, but this book is still a solid way to pass a few evenings. Also, how good would Dinosaur BBQ be?** Brontosteaks for days.
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Are you on speaking terms with it?
Me: Hahaha! Suck it!
*at all.
**dinosaur BBQ is in no way even implied in this book,
which, btdubs, is not a cookbook as it turns out
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