Whew, what a title! The cover is what drew me to this book initially, followed by the title. Those, and the opening story, in which our protagonist fights of a living coonskin cap he’s acquired while taking out the trash with nothing but tube of Burt’s Bees lip gloss and some breath spray. At Least …
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