Wow, a book without a lengthy subtitle! How retro! I got this cheap in the waning days of the Borders bankruptcy. I read it out loud to my wife, who is a big fan of the celebrity roasts for which Gottfried is famous. Aside from being famous for general obnoxiousness, I guess. And being the voice of an insurance-pushing duck. Anyway, my wife was relieved when I told her I would not attempt to read in the author's grating voice.
I have to admit that I wasn't expecting a lot from this book, and it delivered. Parts are entertaining, parts are funny, parts are dumb, parts are boring, little is memorable. I wish he had written about more roasts than just Hugh Hefner's. I wish he had mentioned his appearances on USA cable late night, which is where I first became aware of him. But he did mention the only time I found him worthy of blogging about, when he was named The Unsexiest Man in the World!
So, I guess if you're a huge fan of Gottfried (is anyone?) then you'll like this book, but otherwise you can probably skip it. And you probably didn't need me to tell you that, either.
Now please excuse me. I have some reading to do because I don't want Book Challenge 2012 to end this way...