Into the Twilight, Endlessly GrousingPatrick F. McManus
From the title, I thought this was going to be some kind of farewell book from the author. But it doesn't appear to be, so I'm happy. McManus just gets funnier with age. I don't care how many of the stories are real or how many are made up, I just trust and believe them all.
If you're going to read just one, read Cereal Crime. It starts with his best friend Eddie getting a Private Detective kit from a cereal box-top giveaway, then pining away because there weren't any crimes to solve in their little backwoods town. But Rancid Crabtree tells him of one--
And I've told too much. Enjoy!
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