I actually liked this one a lot more than Wizner's second book. It had the same sort of boy raunchy humor that I'm not really used to, but there is also a sort of...I don't know...sweetness about him. I guess it reminded me of Michael Cera in Superbad.

Although, I don't know. Maybe I was a weird kid because I don't think I thought about sex, drugs and drinking as much as the kids do in both of his books. So that's still a little mystifying to me. Oh well.