Chelsea Handler is an asshole. And it's awesome... I think she might take the cake for best prankster in the world, but according to her menagerie of misfits (ahem... victims) she more than makes up for it with loyalty, generosity, and kindness (shhh, don't tell anyone, I'm pretty sure she wants to keep all that goody-goody crap a secret.) It's that whole you-only-get-teased-if-I-actually-care-about-you kinda thing... which I totally get... ask my kids... and my friends...
While Chelsea herself only authored little retaliatory blurbs at the end of each chapter of Lies that Chelsea Handler Told Me
, she definitely contributed to 100% of the pain, agony, and embarrassment that each of her friends endured (one chapter per... and they are looonnnng chapters... about the pranks Chelsea has masterfully pulled on all of them.)This book, while funny, makes you laugh that really nervous "holy crap, did she really just do that??" laugh... and it also makes you wonder why ANYONE would ever trust any story from her, no matter how rational she made it sound...
I was left utterly impressed at her ability to keep a straight face, brilliantly (and successfully) improvise on the spot when needed, and maintain the patience of Job while the pranks played out... her friends? well, while they don't WANT to be impressed... they can't really help it... they even seem to love her all the more for it.
My Recommendation: If you like pranks, read this... it will make the show Punk'd seem... well, lame, really... If you like Chelsea, read this... more of her antics are not a bad thing here... and if you just find her to be an asshole, with no redeeming qualities, you could probably use this book to back up all of your arguments...
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