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Meaty by Samantha Irby
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Apr 03, 2018 | ISBN 9780525436164

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Praise

A Cosmo Best 22 Books of the Year For Women, By Women An Emily Books Book Club Selection

“Ask me who my favorite author is and I won’t hesitate to reply with, “Samantha Irby.” I love Irby’s books so much that I would, without a shadow of a doubt, flip to a random page in any one of them, close my eyes, point to a sentence, and tattoo said sentence across my clavicle. That’s how much I love this woman.”
Greg Mania, Paper Magazine

“Chicago favorite well-loved around The A.V. Club offices, Samantha Irby is getting some long-due national attention after her 2017 collection….Irby’s first book, Meaty, has been re-relased, and anyone who picked up We Are Never Meeting In Real Life or has enjoyed her blog, Bitches Gotta Eat, should once more immerse themselves in her startling humor and wit.”
A. V. Club

“Her candor in style and subject matter—mostly sex, dating, and the general lousiness of men—has earned Samantha Irby a cult following… Honesty mixed with self-deprecating humor is what propels reader.”
Time Out Chicago

“Samantha Irby is as bad as she wants to be.”
Chicago Tribune

“Whether she’s writing about her latest inflammatory bowel disease attack or documenting a sexual escapade gone awry (sometimes simultaneously), you’ll most likely be able to relate to Irby’s tell-all book. Her raw honesty and scathing sense of humor will make you laugh out loud…”
JET

“There is no summing up Sam—no writerly preface, no small-talk tidbits, no rundown of vital stats that can suffice. She is irreducible, like a prime number, or a quark […] Irby’s writing has a powerfully intimacy, a direct connection between her and her readers. On the page, she’s more an essayist than a storyteller per se, with the essayist’s intellectual habits—exploring ideas, contradicting herself, poking thoughts to see if they burst, and then reveling in the mess.”
Chicago Reader

“Irby has the rare ability to divulge her personal problems to an expansive, invisible Internet audience and still dazzle a crowded room of literati.”
Chicago Magazine

“Raunchy, funny and vivid…Those faint of heart beware…strap in and get ready for a roller-coaster ride to remember.”
— Kirkus Reviews

“Amazingly crass, defiant, witty, terrifying, and wondrous…[Irby] cuts the bawdy, wickedly funny pieces with some truly poignant palate cleansers…Irby’s voice is raw, gripping, and…Delicious.”
— Booklist

Table Of Contents

Part 1: Brunch: An Instagram Frittata
At Thirty
Awkward First Date
I Want to Write Your Mom’s Match.com Profile
My Mother, My Daughter
The Triplets
This Is Why I’m Poor
Skin Rashes and Arthritis
The Tapeworm Diet
I Want to Put a Fat Bitch on Network Television

Part 2: Good (Food) in Bed:  Having Diarrhea All the Time Is the Worst
Milk and Oreos
Black Beauty
The Many Varieties of Hospital Broth
The Terror of Love
Sorry I Shit on Your Dick
How to Get Your Disgusting Meat Carcass Ready for Some New, Hot Sex
Massive Wet Asses

Part 3: Dinner on the Couch
Forest Whitaker’s Neck
Bitches Are My Jam
A Bearded Gentleman
Would Dying Alone Really Be So Terrible?
I Really Don’t Eat This Much Salad!
Thumbsucker
I Should Have a Car with Power Windows by Now

End: Ooh, Dessert. And Cocktails!

Acknowledgments

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