Coinciding with the publication of Chelsea Handler's third literary enterprise, her second book, Are You There, Vodka? It's Me, Chelsea, came out on paperback, and I rushed to get it. I thoroughly enjoyed her first book, My Horizontal Life, and so I was ready to laugh out loud again with the comedian's misadventures.MHL focused on one-night stands, but Vodka is broader in scope and recounts different anecdotes that are not related to sex necessarily. As with her previous effort, this book is laugh-out-loud funny, and the weird situations Handler finds herself in are priceless and definitely worth reading. I like her outrageous way to describe people and situations, and how she tries to be as insulting and infuriating as possible while keeping her tongue firmly planted in her cheek. I mean, "a kid with an unusually large cranium and 'crazy eyes'"? Who wouldn't want to read this book?
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