Michael Knisenhauer

Absolutely horrible. This pathetic excuse for a book can be better described as a mere collection of anecdotes, while the author's "humor" is horrifically dark. She has a strange obsession with male genitalia, and is remorseless when it comes to death and these cadavers. It is a slow, sluggish read. Indeed, the author could, based on the contents of this book alone, be admitted into a psychiatric ward. If I could give it 0 stars, I would. Bottom line: DO NOT READ!