There are a few authors on my "must go to the bookstore and buy the hardcover immediately even if I don't have a gift card" list, and Christopher Moore is one of them. The day that Bite Me was released, I was in my neighborhood Barnes and Noble having an awkward conversation with the guy at the info desk: "Uh, I think it's You Suck. No, wait, that was the last one. It's Bite Me. The book. I'm talking about a book. That's the title. Bite Me? Not something I'm, you know, suggesting."
I got the book home where it jumped to the front of the queue of books I've got lined up on my "to read" shelf, and tore through it like a hungry vampire through a bucket of pig blood. I'm glad to report that Bite Me lives up to all of the hype it got in my head -- it is irreverent, high-energy, wacked-out, fast-paced, engrossing and funny. Basically, Moore on message. In Moore's world, the angel is just as likely to step on a rake as the demon. His heroes are as likely as not to be monsters, bumbling through an identity crisis without the manual (literally without the manual, as in A Dirty Job). A state with which many of us can relate.
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