This is a funny book. A very funny book. The kind of book that made me stay up until 2:30 AM to finish it, laughing out loud so that my neighbors probably now know for sure I'm a lunatic.
I read it because my dad was a kind of crusty, crotchety, old fart who always had something to say about everything. I thought it would ring true. Halpern's dad makes my dad look like a choir boy. But, even though my dad wasn't as crude as Mr. Halpern, he was kind of cut from a similar cloth. Crusty but loving. Expert cusser (Halpern's dad wins on F-bombs; my dad wins on creatively using other curse words so as to avoid F-bombs but still make the point -- because my mother hates the F-word.)
Anyway, this is a funny book by a good writer.
I understand a TV series is in the making. I'm thinking a sort of updated version of Archie Bunker. It better be on cable.
Hello, Tim Allen, what are you doing for the next couple of years?
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