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Index
Title Page
Copyright
Contents
Part 1
Chapter One: I’ve Started Developing a Cannibalistic Hatred for Redheads
Chapter Two: I Currently Have the Self-Worth of an Amoeba
Chapter Three: I Burst Like the Freaking Fort Peck Dam
Chapter Four: Screw Lemon Sherbet, Ice Cream Is the Magic Word
Chapter Five: My Life, A Congregation of Life’s Cruelest Clichés
Chapter Six: Stop Being So Sweet and Shirtless
Chapter Seven: We’re Not Bunnies
Chapter Eight: The Boy Band Asshat Needs to Know You’re Mine
Chapter Nine: What Do I Need to Know about Baby Dolls and Teddies?
Chapter Ten: BAM, You’re Naked and It’s Go Time
Chapter Eleven: I Didn’t Cross the Line, I Usain Bolted Past It
Part 2
Chapter Twelve: That’s My Motto—Make Love, Not War
Chapter Thirteen: The Man Can Get Dirtier Than the Inside of an Erotica
Chapter Fourteen: Do You Really Need the Extra-Large Can of Whipped Cream?
Chapter Fifteen: I’d Meant to Sweep You off Your Feet, Not Injure You
Chapter Sixteen: I’ll Never Look at Hot-Pink Fuzzy Handcuffs the Same Way Again
Chapter Seventeen: I’d Be the Guy from Twilight, but the Store Ran out of Body Glitter
Chapter Eighteen: Caffeine Is My Natural Habitat
Chapter Nineteen: Just Around the Time You Stole My Virtue
Chapter Twenty: It’s Still Too Soon for Me to Be Thinking About Fat Suits
Chapter Twenty-One: Nana Stone Is Going on About the Merits of Early Motherhood
Chapter Twenty-Two: It’ll Be Like an R-Rated Disney Land
Chapter Twenty-Three: It’s Like Finding Out McGonagall Wears Negligees to Bed
Chapter Twenty-Four: Friends Don’t Let Friends Make Naked Mistakes
Chapter Twenty-Five: His Possessiveness Is as Uncontrollable as Kanye West
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