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I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell

by Tucker Max

3.46 · rating details · 14,759 ratings · 2,834 reviews

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Published September 1st 2009 by Citadel Press

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Feb 21, 2008

Sean rated it

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Recommends it for: troglodytes with impaired imagination

Shelves: socio-cultural

"My name is Tucker Max and I'm an asshole.." Mate, your name is "Tucker" and you attended law school, so the second half of that sentence seems redundant to me.

The humor here seems to be the continuation of a long line of misogynist, sometimes crypto-racist, mostly Caucasian males: Andrew 'Dice' Clay, Howard Stern, Morton Downey Jr., "Animal House" (while funny, did spotlight frat-boy antics), Frank Zappa's more misogynist moments (think "Dinah-Moe-...more"My name is Tucker Max and I'm an asshole.." Mate, your name is "Tucker" and you attended law school, so the second half of that sentence seems redundant to me.

The humor here seems to be the continuation of a long line of misogynist, sometimes crypto-racist, mostly Caucasian males: Andrew 'Dice' Clay, Howard Stern, Morton Downey Jr., "Animal House" (while funny, did spotlight frat-boy antics), Frank Zappa's more misogynist moments (think "Dinah-Moe-Hum" and "Jewish Princess") and on and on. In the 90s, Max's type were labelled "mooks"--beer guzzling, baseball cap-wearing, aggressive & obnoxious. He seems to be a curious mutation, though--the upper-class mook..he's still a knuckle-dragger, but he's read a few books, instead of treating them like Kryptonite.

He "disregards social norms"...by drinking alcohol, a legal drug--usually in bars or restaurants, where it's legally acceptable to do so. Get this, he copulates....with WOMEN, no less. This critter is off the f**kin' CHAIN! He's had sex with multiple partners..oh man, where *will* his rebellion stop?! When he drinks too much alcohol, he vomits--that's just insane! He has a crowd of sycophantic gits with names like BrownHole, Mudskipper and LungFish (O.K., I made up the last two - but you get the idea), who follow him around, laugh at his lame jokes and attempt to bask in the glory of "the Tucker".

Seriously, I just didn't find any of it that funny--I know people keep going on about how hilarious this bloke is, but maybe I just don't "get" frat-boy humor. I mean, the type of wit we're dealing with here is stuff like: "I was about to have buttsex, known in the biz as 'anal'..." Oh really? I thought it was called "tromboning"--thanks for clearing that up for me. He makes fun of an Asian girl's speech and actually types "Rike" for "like". He insults a pot-smoker by telling them they "smell like patchouli and bong-water"--my sides are splitting. I can get low-brow as much as the next guy or gal, as long as it delivers the funny--Max doesn't deliver at all, he doesn't even get close. Also, he likes to refer to himself in the third person quite a bit, which does my head in, especially when bad writers do it.

Anyway, I've wasted enough time and effort on reviewing this mediocrity. Since I don't believe in "Hell"--'The Tucker's penance can be to plant trees to replace every scrap of paper used to print his "book", while being fellated by an ill-tempered badger.

1/2 a star and a "W" rating (for Wwwwwwwwwwanker)(less)

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May 25, 2009

karen rated it

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Recommends it for: girls with low self esteem and daddy issues

Shelves: why-god-invented-condoms

this book is like anthropology for me - i have spent my life avoiding men like this and the women who are their prey just 'cause they annoy me. but i was still curious about why everyone was reading this. so reading this book was my shark week - i could watch the feeding frenzies, while avoiding that water at all costs. i think it was fortuitous that i started reading it the day i went to the leonard cohen concert - it made for some pretty magical comparisons. leonard cohen is a man who has bee...morethis book is like anthropology for me - i have spent my life avoiding men like this and the women who are their prey just 'cause they annoy me. but i was still curious about why everyone was reading this. so reading this book was my shark week - i could watch the feeding frenzies, while avoiding that water at all costs. i think it was fortuitous that i started reading it the day i went to the leonard cohen concert - it made for some pretty magical comparisons. leonard cohen is a man who has been with some ladies, agreed? and so is tucker max. so here are two quotes - try to match the quote with its author:

"remember when i moved in you the holy dove was moving too and every breath we drew was hallelujah".

"i know the hot one is going to fuck me so i want to hurry up and eat so i can get this pony in its stable".

two different takes on the act of intercourse... leonard cohen is in his seventies and i'd still fuck him first, just for his classiness. and i'm not offended by tucker max, its not some latent feminist rising within me. i recognize that for every one of his "conquests" there is a corresponding stupid stupid drunk girl who is experiencing the joys of social darwinism. my problem is with the actual writing. his anal sex accidents do not make me blush. what makes me blush is the number of times he says "i am so funny" or "my friends say i am hilarious", or even the more generous "my friends are so hilarious". truly the funniest part in this book is in the acknowledgments where he thanks someone for "turn(ing) good writing into great writing".because its baaaad. he just isn't funny. he comes across as someone who needs to be the center of attention so much, and is such a bad drunk, that he equates saying the loudest, rudest thing with the funniest. and i have been that drunk before, and i know how funny it seems at the time, but surely one has better comedic judgment when sober and reviewing the notes...greg says people like tucker max who find david sedaris "too cerebral". i'm beginning to understand...it gets three stars because it amused me enough that i never wanted to throw it. but it isn't great.(less)

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Dec 28, 2008

Kirk added it · review of another edition

Shelves: stinks-like-a-hog

This book makes me embarrassed to be a man. The fact that it has sold 400,000 copies makes embarrassed to be a reader. That it's justified as bathroom reading makes me embarrassed to own a toilet. To folks who happen to like it: hey, to each his own. My opinions are worth both sides of the two-ply they're printed on and nothing more. But as wussy as the words are, the whole premise---I'm an obnoxious alco-fuckaholic, but I know it, so the joke's not on me---lacks two things I'm sorta fond of: co...more

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Apr 19, 2009

Monique rated it

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A big WOW for shameless debauchery from a raging egomaniac. It’s like bungee-jumping into the middle of the mosh pit at a fraternity grain party. I’m one of those girls who liked parts of the Tucker book. Well, actually this is sort of a mixed review. The first story I read was the Tucker tries b*tt sex one. I nearly peed myself it was so funny. For shock value and out of control laughs, you could stop after that story and be satisfied. (It turns out I should have stopped).

The next...moreA big WOW for shameless debauchery from a raging egomaniac. It’s like bungee-jumping into the middle of the mosh pit at a fraternity grain party. I’m one of those girls who liked parts of the Tucker book. Well, actually this is sort of a mixed review. The first story I read was the Tucker tries b*tt sex one. I nearly peed myself it was so funny. For shock value and out of control laughs, you could stop after that story and be satisfied. (It turns out I should have stopped).

The next story I read was pretty funny. The next brought a few chuckles, and by the fourth I was bored. Vomit and poopy pants is only outrageous once; not every story. It seems pretty obvious that he decided early on to "never let the truth get in the way of a good story."

At that point I switched gears and realized the true entertainment value; laughing at Tucker's misplaced ego, lame debacles and feeble attempts at writing. And since they're all embellished versions of the same story, you get to guess the timing and outcome of the events and feel proud of your highly tuned prophetic skills. This gem of a discovery had me howling anew.

Honestly, some of these stories my 17 yr. old brother would consider too pathetic to repeat. Tucker et al flake out, embarrass themselves, explode body fluids, and the outcome is lame. You would think they would be told in a self-deprecating manner.

By contrast, Tucker brags about them like conquests from a billionaire gladiator. I've never known someone so egotistical they don't even realize it when they were made to look the fool.

I've met some successful adrenaline junkies in my short life whose stories ARE mind-blowing; I've been involved in some of their debacles and am astonished at what they get away with. Tucker's stories for the most part would make an embarrassing footnote of losers seen fumbling around in the background.

Don’t get me wrong, if you're a freshman and led a sheltered life...if you like comedy and can overcome the short-bus, Darwin candidate frat-i-tude, some of these stories will have you rolling.

If you've matured beyond Spring Break and prefer well-written tales, there's better options for drunken philandering memoirs. Hunter Thompson paved the way with Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Also make sure you get Brett Tate's hilarious photo-documentary about insane wealthy gangsters living the dream;

High Heels and Dirty Deals - Globetrotting Tales of Debauchery from a Binge-drinking Nymphomaniac

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Oct 27, 2007

Rebecca rated it

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Shelves: 2007

Most negative reviews of this book are from people who balk at this guy's lifestyle (that being, he's an asshole, an alcohlic, and fucks lots of girls). As someone who is debatably at least one of those things, and probably 2, I don't really give a shit about his lifestyle. I like assholes. Alcoholics are pretty interesting, or at least have interesting stories. But I cannot stress enough that anyone with half a brain will hate this book because this guy is the WORST WRITER EVER. I don't un...more

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Dec 28, 2008

RandomAnthony rated it

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This book, uh, shouldn't be called a book. I Hope The Serve Beer In Hell is essentially a book-length Maxim article/boasting session at the bar. Now, I don't have a significant problem with either Maxim articles or drunks at the bar, as they can sometimes be funny, but in large doses on the page the effect wears thin. Imagery as hackneyed as "She look like she got hit in the face with a frying pan" may work after eight beers at 2AM on Sunday morning, but I wasn't reading the book th...more

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Jan 13, 2008

Mark Desrosiers rated it

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Shelves: humor

Dear Satan,

I humbly request that you serve Tucker Max plenty of beer once he joins you in Hell. However, please first insert a glass rod into his urethra and then break it in several places.

Very best,

Mark

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Jan 03, 2008

Stina rated it

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Recommends it for: fans of the Man Show who can barely read

Lending the fifteen minutes it took me to finish the first three chapters of this book is perhaps my biggest regret in life. I received it as a gift from a co-worker who scanned the back cover and thought it might make for an amusing read on the train ride into work. The most amusing thing about the book, however, was that a supposed Ivy League graduate thought it a wise literary maneuver to forego employing an editor.

The material lacks substance, is repetitive, and the quality of t...more

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Jun 30, 2008

James rated it

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Tucker Max is an inexplicable success story. He wrote emails to friends about his drunken, debaucherous sexual exploits. This turned into a blog. This became a book. This became a New York Times bestselling book. Now there is a movie.

Though an impressive exercise in excess and gall, Max’s tales of drinking and sex are mostly unremarkable. Most youths half-conscious for high school and college will be able to meet Tucker half-way with his mildly shocking anecdotes of modern bacchanali...moreTucker Max is an inexplicable success story. He wrote emails to friends about his drunken, debaucherous sexual exploits. This turned into a blog. This became a book. This became a New York Times bestselling book. Now there is a movie.

Though an impressive exercise in excess and gall, Max’s tales of drinking and sex are mostly unremarkable. Most youths half-conscious for high school and college will be able to meet Tucker half-way with his mildly shocking anecdotes of modern bacchanalian adventures. So let this be a lesson to you kids: be a cruel, disrespectful, self-absorbed, misogynistic drunk, and America will reward you.

I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, somewhere between a drunk Paper Chase and The Game on meth, is certainly appealing because it is authentic. You believe everything. Nothing is embellished. Nothing over-written. There is something very refreshing about its straightforward, casual forthcomingness.

But of course it’s totally depraved and reprehensible. The puritan in us wants to be appalled. The Top 40-listening, Simon Cowell wanna-being, Paris Hilton sex tape-watching fool in us wants to be entertained even more.

Though it pains me to say it, there’s a little bit of Hunter S. Thompson in Tucker Max. While I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell can’t hold a match to the rocket-fueled blowtorch that is HST’s intellect, craft, and cultural relevance, Max does carry around a tape recorder and write about his heroic consumption, just like the good Doc, however elementary and inferior the writing is. Sample passage (from page 69 no less):

“It got to the point where I was fucking with so much force her booty was clapping like Madison Square Garden, the bed was chipping the paint off the wall, my hips were bruising as they slammed against her ass bones and I was sweating like a migrant worker in a strawberry field, but it still wasn’t enough.”

This book and its success is frustrating and bothersome on several levels. Why do the douche bags always get away with it?

Let’s talk about this douche bag thing. Having read his book, I think Tucker Max is a douche bag. My secret sources working on the inside of the movie production of I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell confirm this opinion. Though in his thirties, he’s the kind of guy who wears athletic shorts with dress shirts. Tucker Max angers me like drug dealers who don’t get caught anger me. But Tucker Max clearly has his own ideas of what a douche bag is and spends ample time examining so in the book. He refers to “legions of douche bags and tools that now seem to infect every aspect of Vegas,” and “an endless expanse of bushy-haired frat boy fuckwits in striped shirts and red pants.”

But Tucker Max drinks Grey Goose and Red Bull. His dog is named Maxie. He drinks booze from a CamelBak. Add this to the way he treats people and isolates himself in an insecure, cocky, self-absorbed and self-important bubble protected by mildly creative insults and vain ignorance, and you have a bona fide douche bag. You simply don’t garner respect or authority on any level by attacking metrosexuals for dropping Foucault and Sartre when you refer to Toulouse-Lautrec and Pheidippides and say things like, “That’s like Chamberlain telling Hitler he can have the Sudetenland.” I know, I know. Tucker Max does not care about garnering respect nor authority. Add that to the list of why he is the embodiment of the douche bags he claims to despise so much.

I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell is at best an interesting anthropological contemplation of the decadence of modern white male privilege and at worst as bad as having to read someone’s diary or listen to them recall their dreams. How far American Comedy has come since Mark Twain. Max’s humor consists of glib observations and opinions and the occasionally chuckle-worthy rhetorical device. “Whatever buddy, you’re wearing a Detroit Red Wings jersey to a strip club, you obviously suck.” “When I am mid-coitus, a girl could extract a promise from me to trade my first-born for a Twix bar.”

If you think this kind of thing is funny, read this book. You won’t even be able to polish off a six-pack before you’re done and ready to move on to funnier, heartier fare. Like whiskey.

But Bravo to Tucker Max for creating an empire from something so debased and otherwise normal.(less)

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Apr 09, 2008

Michelle rated it

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Whoa, boy. There was a guy in college we called “Nast” and now I feel bad… Tucker Max is much more deserving of the title than that poor guy!

This book definitely had some downright hysterical parts but by the end it was a little “much” for me. I just got tired of his schtick after awhile. Some of the tales weren’t even that crazy. The dog vomit one? I’ve known like 10 people with virtually the same story. There were times where I thought, I know much better stuff than that! Don’t kno...more

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Feb 11, 2008

Amanda rated it

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I get Tucker Max. I do. My proclaiming to everyone on his website, on the dust jacket of his book that he is an asshole, he doesn't have to take accountability for anything. Because, hey, I told you I was an asshole, right? I get it. And I've used that tactic before. That doesn't make me like the book any better, though.

Admittedly, I loved the title and I thought I was buying a smart, witty, off-color book written by a guy whose irreverant rants on life would be hilarious. Not so...more

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Jan 27, 2008

Stephanie Wilson rated it

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Recommends it for: No one, really

Let me preface this review with the following:
(1) I have only read the first 41 pages of this book (and intend to read no further);
(2) I purchased this book without performing any preliminary research (the title just seemed funny);
(3) I had a seriously bad date this weekend.

OK, here I go: Honestly, Tucker Max should be commended for his profound ability to memorialize life as it is perceived by a beer-drinking, ass-getting, womanizing, I'm-entitled-to-be-a-dick-so-d...more

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Nov 02, 2007

Kelaine rated it

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Recommends it for: awful human beings; twentysomethings who forgot they are no longer in a frat

Oh please. Am I supposed to be amused? This little prick recalls his "true life" biography of fratty, immature romps around town being a dickhead to fat girls and having sex with everyone in every way. I've never heard of someone shitting and vomiting on himself so often. I read it because a friend recommended I see what life is like for the other side. I don't recommend it to anyone. In fact, I felt worse about myself after reading it and am upset that I even have anything to sa...more

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Dec 25, 2011

Kristin rated it

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Shelves: read-in-2009

This book is disgusting! It is literally the worst book I've ever read. And yet I have never, ever, ever laughed so hard and so loud at the written word. This book apalled me but I couldn't. stop. reading! Tucker Max has some kind of writing style, it's almost Gonzo. But I would never tell him that. And if you did he wouldn't get the reference at all. It's like sitting next to some drunk, ex reality-show star in an Ed Hardy t-shirt as he recounts his shallow, pathetic existence. And for tha...more

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Jan 03, 2008

Briana Nervig rated it

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Shelves: humour, light-reading, non-fiction

Well, where to start?

This book is genuinely a great bathroom read: short stories, easy to pick up and put down without hesitation.....but Tucker Max, although a great story-teller, is really not too adept with his words.

He does what annoys me the most (and would have made my favourite English teacher die inside), and quite often too: he is insanely repetitious in his words and concocts the same descriptions over and over. His vocabulary is limited, and it seems like he...more

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Apr 06, 2010

Linds rated it

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Recommends it for: People with NPD (and/or an STD)

Shelves: 2000s, alcohol-drugs, memoir, movies, read-in-2010, this-book-sucks

Look, this guy obviously has narcissistic personality disorder. He needs help. (Though being a narcissist, he would never admit or think this.) He calls himself an asshole but it goes deeper than that.

This book is supposed to be funny, but it's just kind've sad. You meet one entitled, spoiled frat boy you've met them all.

The only reason I read this is that my friend takes forever to get ready, and this is one of the only books he had. I've been picking through it for a fe...more

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Oct 21, 2007

Michelle added it · review of another edition

Recommends it for: , generally, I wouldn't

I'm not sure how to rate this book because I found it horribly offensive and downright archaic in the way in views women or for that matter how people treat each other in general. However, that is not to say that several of the stories had me laughing fairly hard (mostly at the author's expense). The author is a narcissist and I mean that literally in every sense of the word. Serously, remember Narcissus? The author actually has a story of a drunken night where he meets a girl he could see himse...more

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Oct 02, 2009

Alfonso rated it

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Shelves: crappy-book-crappier-movie

Ok, today I’m moving this to my crappy book crappier movie shelve! I went to see this piece of shit yesterday, and when I got there there was this cool ass sign that somebody attached to the poster outside the theater… and I just had to take a picture of me next to it… I wish I had a copy of Sex And Character: An Investigation Of Fundamental Principles to hold next to it… but I didn’t… still this is a crappy book with a guy who thinks he is funny but honestly the only reason why you laugh at th...more

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Mar 09, 2008

Kev D'Olivo rated it

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Why does this book happen to get four stars?
"BITCH, I'LL TELL YOU HOW IT HAPPENED, I"M FUCKING AWESOME"

Yes the author says things like that, and he also speaks of himself in the third person, and uses I-went-to-Duke show off words that don't match the content of his stories (seriously, will the frat boys reading this prefer the word "felatio" to "blowjob?") I doubt it. Nonetheless, the stories are hilarious and i fear this book has influenced...more

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Feb 07, 2008

LuSung rated it

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As a chick I am ashamed to say I really enjoyed this book because he just takes advantage of women in such a terrible way but its also kinda hard to feel bad for the women because....well I don't really know any woman that would let things go as far as some of these woman do!!! Its a moronic walk through a jerk womanizer's life with his friends.

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Aug 21, 2008

Tina rated it

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Yes, he is despicable, can't write for his life and has you wondering why he even deserved a book deal (and movie deal) in the first place, but the book was fairly entertaining if you want a quick, mindless read. Or maybe you just want to keep reading to find out if he ever did get his just deserts?

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Dec 31, 2010

Marvin rated it

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Shelves: kindle, humor, kindle-lending

I must admit that it was a funny book at least for 30 to 40 pages. Then all that random sex, projectile vomiting, and scatology just got boring.

I guess I'm supposed to say what the author and every reviewer of this book has already said: Tucker Max is an asshole, What he isn't is even more obvious. He is not a writer. There are writers who are capable of exploring their assholeness. Hunter S. Thompson and Charles Bukowski immediately comes to mind. Yet these writers wrote about much mo...more

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Nov 03, 2008

Frank rated it

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This work of genius puts my sexual life to shame at the same time it aggrandizes those moments of shameless exploitation! In defense of Trevor however, he's not a user, he's simply knowledgeable about how to take what is already being offered.

Without spoiling this work of contemporary shock-art, I'll simply say that this book is a collection of short stories from Trevor Max's college years beginning in his undergrad at the U of Chicago and spanning through his debauchery as a Duke La...more

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Dec 04, 2008

Jessica rated it

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I liked this WAY more than is appropriate. I had never heard of this guy - apparently he was a big deal on the internet a few years ago. Someone sent me a link about this book and I checked it out from the library, hoping for a few laughs. I laughed so hard I almost stopped breathing a few times. It's all about drinking and sex and vomit and loose bowels - wildly immature and right up my alley. This guy is a sort of thinking-man's Johnny Knoxville - he'll say anything to anyone while drinki...more

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Apr 06, 2009

Jaisette rated it

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Shelves: a-boy-told-me-to-read-this

Okay....this is who I would be if I had a penis, no morals and no family structure. I thought this book was hilarious!!! Truly a forage into the mind of the horny guy. Though Tucker is in his late twenties I do not put any of the things he does past any man 30 - 40 years of age. Or at least any that I know of...seriously some of these stories remind me of my closest guy friends.

It's great, deliciously crude and hiliariously sexist and if I met this guy and he wasn't blong I'd prob ...more

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Oct 20, 2008

Alex rated it

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not "high litearture," but funny stories.

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May 20, 2011

John Porter rated it

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The problem I have with this book has nothing to do with Tucker Max. From what I gather, a lot of people have a problem with the guy. I'm not sure why. He seems like a somewhat typical frat-boy type. The only this is he's unapologetic about being an asshole. Maybe that's what bothers people. If you hate him for what he is, you're hating a whole lot of people.

And I personally think the strong negative response empowers Tucker Max. He wants to push your buttons. He's trying to b...more

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May 22, 2011

Jessica rated it

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Recommends it for: Anyone with a sense of humor

My name is Tucker Max, and I am an asshole. I get excessively drunk at inappropriate times, disregard social norms, indulge every whim, ignore the consequences of my actions, mock idiots and posers, sleep with more women than is safe or reasonable, and just generally act like a raging dickhead. But, I do contribute to humanity in one very important way: I share my adventures with the world.

This honest description sits in perfectly legible bold font on the back of the book. So, I am q...more

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Sep 15, 2008

Patrick rated it

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Recommends it for: people who aren't easily offended

Shelves: books-read-in-2008

Tucker Max is a gigantic douchebag, yet he's strangely un-self-aware for a guy who makes his living writing outrageous ~~lies~~ true stories of his drunken debauchery. Throughout his book of stories, Max talks about himself like he is the undisputed coolest guy in the world, and continually disparages other men in the book as tools and douchebags, unaware that he is them. Funny how that works.

Max's book is outrageous (as in almost completely untrue), misogynistic, crude, and offensive, b...moreTucker Max is a gigantic douchebag, yet he's strangely un-self-aware for a guy who makes his living writing outrageous ~~lies~~ true stories of his drunken debauchery. Throughout his book of stories, Max talks about himself like he is the undisputed coolest guy in the world, and continually disparages other men in the book as tools and douchebags, unaware that he is them. Funny how that works.

Max's book is outrageous (as in almost completely untrue), misogynistic, crude, and offensive, but I'm not going to lie--I laughed out loud a lot. That doesn't mean Max is a good writer--he's not. And it doesn't mean he is a paragon of truth--he's most definitely not that. But his stories tended to be quite funny, even if they are of the sort that you'd feel better if the guy telling the story wasn't the guy that all of this purported wackiness happened to--if you have to brag about these types of conquests and hilarity, odds are it wasn't nearly as funny as you recall, or it's an outright lie. Max is constantly recalling "hilarious" things he said (which is funny, since he also spends a good portion of the book discussing how he ended up black out drunk on most of the occasions he is recalling, yet can recite dialogue verbatim?), which wears thin after awhile. The book definitely loses momentum towards the end for a number of reasons, partly due to stories like the Midland, Tx story, which is utterly pointless and devoid of humor, and clearly included just to get the book to a publishable length, and partly because you can only read so many "outrageously true" stories of Tucker Max's drunken sexual exploits.

I'm not a crusader for truth and justice in creative non-fiction. I have no horse in the race to string up James Frey. I understand that much of this type of writing is going to be at least partially embellished. However, Tucker Max pushes it to the limits of believability, and exacerbates the incredulousness of the stories by maintaining on numerous occasions that his stories are 100% true and that he is a lot of things, but most definitely not a liar. I call bullshit.

All that said, it's a very quick, light read, and some of the stories are very, very, funny in a Family Guy 'I-can't-believe-I'm-laughing-about-something-so-horrible' sort of way. You'll laugh, but, like many of Tucker Max's supposed conquests, you might not respect yourself in the morning.(less)

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Oct 02, 2009

Chris Youngblood rated it

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Recommends it for: No one that has a functioning brain

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Tucker Max declares himself an asshole right from the beginning, and well, yes he is. With a name like "Tucker Max" however, there can only be one of two conclusions: yes, he is an asshole of the highest order, or he is destined to become a genius in some field, whether it be writing, artistry, or acting. People like Garrison Keillor or Caspar Weinberger are perfect examples of the "Unique Name Destiny" effect, for instance.

It seems our boy Tucker has decided th...moreTucker Max declares himself an asshole right from the beginning, and well, yes he is. With a name like "Tucker Max" however, there can only be one of two conclusions: yes, he is an asshole of the highest order, or he is destined to become a genius in some field, whether it be writing, artistry, or acting. People like Garrison Keillor or Caspar Weinberger are perfect examples of the "Unique Name Destiny" effect, for instance.

It seems our boy Tucker has decided that life is good enough in the former capacity. And why not? Daddy has assured this so-called law school "graduate's" financial security. Not only that, but with the MTV generation's lust for "reality tv" and the results of a failing educational system in full swing, douchebaggery the likes of which is Tucker's forte is the creme de la creme for this country's ghoulish fetishes. Tucker Max is the pinnacle of every thuggish wannabe's goals in life, and a shining example of why America is considered an arrogant, wasteful abomination by the rest of the world.

In the meantime, he nails every stereotype there is about frat-boys in what appears to be a gleeful attempt at raising the bar of stereotypes about frat-boys. Evidently, writing well or with any sense of how to tell a good story isn't one of those bars - and the literary world is all the better for it. If this idiot ever became a measuring stick by which other authors measured their success, then we might as well pack it in as a country and start having Road Warrior-esque deathmatches, because the brain capacity of the average Joe Street will be less than that of your typical field mouse.

But back to our boy Tucker. He drinks too much, uses women as masturbatory devices, and engages in activities that, by all rights, should have his genitals rotting off in about five years, and does it all without a single ounce of remorse - despite the fact that he occasionally throws in the toss-away line about how some day he will have kids, and those kids will be daughters, and those daughters will proceed to screw even more frat-boy knuckle-draggers than he did women. His attempts at sincerity and remorse feel as feigned and hollow as his ability at spinning a good yarn.

I don't know what's sadder - the fact that a book like this got published (and that a MOVIE is being made about the non-stories that line the pages of this non-book), or that troglodytes like this one still exist in our society. People like Tucker Max are the reason the terrorists hate America, and with total justificiation.(less)

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Tucker Tibor Max is an American humorist, Internet personality, and entrepreneur. He has achieved widespread fame on the Internet for his website, TuckerMax.com, where he chronicles his drunken, sexual adventures in the form of short stories.

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