If That Was Lunch, We've Had It

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Listen up, people! Rodney here. This book is about me and my mate Will and our attempts to write a book. I hope you get the irony because this book is a test of your sense of humor. Not everyone can write a book (or have a sense of humor - just read the reviews) which may or may not include me, but I'm not spilling the beans on that at this early stage of our relationship. Anyway, in the book, Will and I spend a lot of time avoiding responsibility and real work, which, in my humble opinion, is what most people want to do but won't admit to. We ricochet around lots of jobs like hospital orderly, farm worker, merchant seaman, lawyer, and pineapple picker in lots of different places like Australia, New Zealand, Saudi Arabia, Jordan, Singapore, the UK, Canada, and the USA, and we play a lot of sport, and I waste some time dating nurses. But in the end ...no, sorry, you'll just have to read for yourself what happens in our climate-challenged, topsy-turvy, scandal-mongered world where we're all wondering who will be first up against the wall when the revolution comes. In the meantime, eat chocolate fish (an Antipodean delicacy), read like a demon, and don't spare the hubris. (What on earth does that mean you say? Don't ask me, I'm just a character.) And don't forget to check in regularly to see updated blurbs from me. Catch the cosmo flow, bro, Rodney "I've been thinking, bro, maybe we should join a writers' group." Rodney, surprisingly, sounded serious. "What for? I've been to a writers' group. It was called school." "We need a catalyst." "I'd rather chew barbed wire." "I've heard a lot of women go to writers' groups." Kim bit into a celery stick wrapped in a lettuce leaf. "Sign me up." I wasn't stupid.