So, one thing this book does very well is illustrate the huge misogyny problem that is still rife in many cis white gay communities. Misogyny within the cis gay community is a very real thing - gay men calling women bitches and whores, body shaming them, and being bioessentialist and cissexist by talking about how disgusting vaginas are - and every single one of those things happens multiple times in this book.

When I turned to page 10 and the protagonist was already being a gigantic misogynist to his dad's girlfriend, referring to her as a Thing with big tits, I thought this book might be trying to call out the misogyny problem within queer communities.

Nope. The author just finds it really funny, apparently. It's not. Add in a whole bunch of racist jokes and some casual unchecked transphobia, and this book made for an incredibly uncomfortable read. Neither protagonist was even remotely likeable or complex. Both faked a hate crime and one faked parental abuse to manipulate those around them. The plot was paper thin and neither protagonist faces any consequences for being awful. My thoughts on this one are basically just "no, absolutely not, thanks."