Worst. Person. Ever.

Well, that was... different - Coupland: The edgelord years. Sort of what if Chuck Palahniuk made a Ricky Gervais style cringe comedy. I get it, it was a satire, a none-more-black comedy, an over-the-top farce highlighting a completely reprehensible excuse for a human being. I guess the clue was in the extremely literal title of the book.

There were certainly more than a few guilty laughs in it, but I found spending time in the world of the irredeemable Raymond Gunt (yes, really), rather miserable and exhausting. Which I guess was the point.