A review by harvio
Et Tu, Babe by Mark Leyner

4.0

- BIZARRE!
- More structured than his "My Cousin, My Gastroenterologist", which I read a year ago, and made somewhat more comprehensible for having the previous exposure, I kind of enjoyed this go-round with Leyner. So very appropriately compared with Burroughs and Hunter S. Thompson, but I think that his wit is more accessible. I'll long-remember the 'baking donuts' section, and if the idea of visceral tattoos wasn't drug-inspired (despite the author's avoidance of the issue), I'll eat my hat.
- "He taught me a secret style of Kung Fu that's based on ballroom dancing steps - the Foxtrot,the Lindy, a waltz, etc - but that's lethal and terrifying."
- how about transdermal banana daiquiri patches that transmit the cocktail directly into your capillaries?