This is not Percy Dovetonsilis. This is Dennis Doph and this is the most roughedged seriously male SPLATTER that's been thrown on a printed page. This is two volumes (far too much material for one) covering such diverse subjects as: the fetishism of Jesus, the career arc of John Gielgud, sperm, sperm, sperm, sperm, how I got a Bristish fag fired from Macy's because he told me I should be shot at sunrise, George W. Bush and his boy and girlfriends as nauseam, one memorable enema, an alternate take on THE WIZARD OF OZ, and Jimmy Stewart's Dick. Enjoy, recover, enjoy, recover, enjoy. Sort of like sex (rough sex) but with a book in your hand rather than the usual thing.