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I last laughed out loud, all the way through, reading Philip Roth’s Portnoy’s Complaint. So much masturbation and death anxiety was hilarious in a way few books are–consistently.

If I lived long enough, I figured I’d run across a book that would make me laugh all the way through again. 25 years. Reading. Waiting. It finally happened. The next laughfest has a lot in common with Portnoy’s. Somewhat less masturbation, loads of death anxiety, much more anger at a God who’s out to kill us all and isn’t that imaginative about it.

You need to read

Foreskin’s Lament

A memoir

by

Shalom Auslander

Go to the store now. Slip on your Depends, stock up on coffee and M&Ms and laugh your ass off.

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