I'm pretty sure that this is one of those things you shouldn't admit to liking. I thought it was a book I could keep under wraps and no one would be the wiser. Then my hubby found it.........and read it before I could.
Chelsea Handler has no shame when it comes to laying out what she can recall of her wild sex life. The antecdotes were funny and somewhat surprising what she wasn't willing to do.
The read, like many loose girls was cheap and easy. The language was foul. The alcohol was flowing. How she didn't spot the gay guy I attribute to Ecstacy blindness. I feel like I should soon take an oath to get back on the wagon of cleaner entertainment......right after I read Chelsea, Chelsea, Bang! Bang!
Rating 2.5 I can't rate it higher than 'Vodka' which was a better book. Still docking points for the blatant vulagrity and obvious alcohol and drug abuse......there can be too much of a good thing.
Rating R Sex, language, drugs, alcohol.
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