There are self-help books that encourage mindfulness. There are self-help books that encourage hustle. And then there is Vladimir Putin: Life Coach, which gently suggests you annex the break room, neutralize your rivals, and project dominance at the PTA bake …
There is a specific moment in modern parenting when the room is dark, the child is wide-eyed, the clock reads something morally offensive like 9:47 PM, and you realize bedtime is not a routine—it’s a hostage negotiation. Go the F*ck …
There are books you proudly display. There are books you quietly tuck between respectable hardcovers. And then there is Images You Should Not Masturbate To — a title so aggressively specific it feels less like a suggestion and more like …
There are two kinds of people in this world: those who put out bird feeders, and those who eventually realize they are financing a sophisticated squirrel crime syndicate. Outwitting Squirrels is written for the latter—specifically, for anyone who has watched …
There are books that politely sit on shelves, and then there are books that detonate in a room simply by existing. Natural Harvest belongs firmly in the latter category. It is the rare paperback capable of silencing a dinner party, …
If you’ve ever locked eyes with a taxidermied animal and felt personally judged, Crap Taxidermy is here to validate that experience. This is the book for anyone who has stood in a museum or roadside curiosity shop thinking, That fox …
If you have ever woken up unable to breathe because a warm, judgmental animal has decided your neck is a throne—or watched a creature stare at an empty wall like it’s receiving messages from a higher dimension—then you already understand …
Picture this: you oversleep, drop your phone in the toilet, spill coffee on your only clean shirt, and—naturally—assume the universe is debuting a new personal vendetta. Before you can scream into a pillow, Sarah Knight swings in like a profane …
Every few years a humor book arrives that is so brazen, so unflinchingly earnest about its patently ridiculous premise, that it becomes more than a gag: it becomes a cultural artifact. How to Live with a Huge Penis is that …
Imagine strolling through a peaceful suburban street, admiring the azaleas, when you suddenly realize the porcelain fellow in your neighbor’s mulch bed is giving you side-eye. Not decorative side-eye—premeditated side-eye. That’s the paranoid, delightful premise Chuck Sambuchino runs with in …