It's been weeks, and I'm still slowly ploughing (or plowing, if you will) through this thing. If Mlynowski had put half as much work into plot as she did into trying to be clever, it'd be a much better read. As it is, I'm forcing myself to get through it. I seriously weep for teens, that books like this are what they have to choose from.
Note to self: stop reading books the covers proclaim screamingly funny. Srsly.
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