I picked this up at random, and a couple of the poems did bring a smile to my face, but unfortunately, McGough falls back on transphobic "humour" at times– a real shame, considering he clearly has the ability to write genuinely funny poems. My personal favourites were the ones themed around the elements that are clustered at the end of the book. Ultimately though, this was a pretty forgettable collection, and I wouldn’t be compelled to seek out more of his work.