If you don’t have an Oxy addiction, are you even from (Delco,) PA?
The most offbeat hilarious thing you may ever read—save for his other book, Terrible Advice. This professional stand-up/podcaster’s audiobook has tons of comedian commentary. This beautiful book about literal sh!tposting includes years of photo evidence that Percadoodles make you prematurely Boomery: sappy, scoldy, erratic, and everybody‘s favorite hate-scroll amid the “fat aunts and most divorced dads you know.”
This comedian re-broke his back while taking a sh!t, after all. Which led to screaming pain at the airport stall, into Celebration Hotel, and the following EMT transport. A good third of the time, he seems to be live-Tweeting to no one at all about his re-explored love for Jay Leno and lesbianic pop music. You should snort a blue line every time he references autoerotic asphyxiation or volunteers to do manual labor he has no intention of following up on (though he does go above & beyond to help out an old lady after a vehicle breakdown).
The references are unparalleled: Cookie Puss apology cakes, light switch d!cks, Kohl’s Cash ransom, Disney pin virgindom, “icing your bird,” “unloading a loaf,” the embarrassment of losing Connect Four as an adult—Plus, calling fighting bumblebees rumble bees is just plain cute. In his buzzed state, he even drafts/sends physical fan mail to hokey musicians and athletes, as well as occasionally liking/repeating his own statuses.
The best way to get this book is OnPercs.com bundle that includes the paperback, ebook, and audiobook w/ tons of in-line commentary from fellow comedians/podcasters like Tim Butterly of Dad Meat, and even his wife.
I do wish more often the whole page was utilized w/ multiple posts and explanations since I’m sure he had hundreds of leftover posts and could have gone more into how the drug itself felt, its non-social side effects and how his kids fared during him emoing up the Disney trip. Maybe some insight into who was liking the posts or messages he received based on them. Hey, and let’s hear more from his boy Mayo.
I think this calls for a part two. Maybe about the pre-Perc Era where he casually mentions trading Apple products for crack pipes in Atlantic City or drinking pints of piss on a dare at his kids’ baptisms (yes, plural). Or the brief mention of getting evicted from his house and having to move in w/ his wife’s fam. Whatever the sequel holds, I’m pre-ordering.