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Whoo. I have not disliked anything this much in a long time (mostly because if I am not enjoying something I put it down and move on). This was a book club read, so I toughed it out. This produced in me the same feeling one would get if eating slightly off mayo. I didn't HATE it, it wasn't powerful enough to produce such emotion. I just really, really disliked it. It wasn't clever enough to be ironic, it served no purpose other then straining my patience, and it had absolutely no point, none, whatsoever. If I never see the Super Homeys again, great. Bye. I'm erasing you from my mind right now.
Thank goodness I didn't spend money on this.