if you'd like to buy a signed copy with a sizable cat piss stain, let me know.

I didn't buy it. A friend did and was nice enough to let me borrow it. well, didn't really manage to finish it. I'd say don't bother. there are so many other great books out there.

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then she dances skirt swaying in the half-light she dances white blossom in the black sky
'I need new clothes', she thinks, 'new skin, a mind I can bear to live in'.

i bought it, read just over half then returned it.
what a pile of shit.

*yawns*

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I haven't read it.
I would.
But I don't know if it's un-loyal in some way.

what the fuckk?

Im sorry..... WTF? WHAT?????

cant u just be nice like the others

Whats ur matter????

what others?
change your way of fucking typing or don't post at all. no one is nice here.

I have it but havent read it yet. Ive been reading other things, and I want to start reading ameica psycho first.

Fuck Off-!!!!!

if u dont like my typo DONT READ IT

im not a violent person but.... cant u see all the other post are NICE maybe that WORD is not in ur diccionary

i wanna read stomething by u typed in my Language, and IM NICE

CunT!!!!!


LOTTA LOVE FOR THE OTHERS AND THANK U SO MUCH FOR HELPING ME!!!!

u suk

I finished reading it about a month ago and I must say that Linda is as fucked up as Courtney is.

I actually liked the book. I thought it was going to be some tell-all scandal gossip book but it really wasn't. The book isn't really about her and Courtney, it's about her life. You start reading it waiting to get to the Courtney stuff but then you just read it because her life is actually interesting.

But there are really funny parts in it with Courtney. Courtney was such a bitch. There's a story about when Courtney lived in New Zealand and she was so out of control that Linda took her to this woman who helped bad children become good. Her house was like a "bad kid boot camp" for that area. Courtney stayed there a couple of weeks and the woman called her up and said that she couldn't handle her.

And also, Courtney's plastic surgery was mentioned. Just in one part where it was the late 80's, before Hole even started, and Courtney called up Linda crying because she wasn't sure about getting ANOTHER nose job. It makes me wonder how many nose jobs she's had.

Isn't Linda a liar aswell?

I haven't read it, if I come across it at a secondhand bookstore I'll pick it up and look at it, but reading the thing...hmmm...I dont know..

yeah i bought it when it first came out. linda is pathetic

yes. didn't manage to finish it. i need to make time to read the last 100+ pages.

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then she dances skirt swaying in the half-light she dances white blossom in the black sky
'I need new clothes', she thinks, 'new skin, a mind I can bear to live in'.

Chapter One

Once upon a time I was a fucking bitch debutante. Everything was my parent's fault.
I fled to SF where all lazy, irresponsible leeches of society went in those days to have gross hippy sex and do a shitload of drugs. Err, I mean to fight the system and bring down the man.

Chapter Two

One night I met this fat blob of shit named Hank. He asked if he could fuck my hot gash, but I found him physically repulsive. So we compromised and decided he could fuck me, but only in the ass. Since my Catholic believes forbid birth control, this would prevent prenancy. Or so I thought. Some of Hank's hot love juice dripped out of my asshole and into my cunt. Nine months later my daughter was born. Now it was only a matter of choosing the stupidest hippyest name possible.

Chapter Three

Motherhood got old fast and soon my old man Hank had fucked off too. I quickly learned that if I put little Love Michelle Garcia whatever the fuck her name was in her crib with some gas soaked stuffed animals, the fumes would do all the work for me and I was free to lick the smegma off the cocks of hot mulattos in encounter sessions. Who says raising kids is hard work?

Chapter Four

There comes a time in every woman's life where she wants to find a husband or four, have a bunch of kids and settle down.
But much like my parent's had destroyed my childhood, Courtney was wreaking havoc on my dreams of domestic bliss.
Here's a journal entry from that period. I think it speaks volumes.

March 5, 1967
Last night I was itching to get my pussy tapped. Courtney kept crying, and my latest husband whose name has slipped my mind was all like "maybe you should check on her" but I was all like "fuck that little cockblocker bitch".
Her crib is going out in the barn with the sheep. That way when she cries, I can just pass it off as the wind. She should be grateful she didn't grow up with my parents. What with their rules and supervision.

Chapter Five

I'm not writing this book to cash in on my daughter's celebrity. It's my legacy to my granddaughter. I want her to know that even though I'm a jowly old bitch now, I got a lot of dick back in the day. Hi sweetie. Gramma loves you. Can I borrow some money?

^ lol

Hah! That sounds like it could be true! No wonder Courtney turned out how she did.