This is an amazing book, with some unbelievable imagery. I never fail to be amazed by some of the acts author Leopold Butters Stotch vividly describes in his brilliant novel, although I find that sometimes the imagery is a bit much, especially when it comes to the opening paragraph with the dog and the bloody pus-covered object. Stotch makes up for it with the plot about Amsterdam and the ending with the vag frogs sending off Scrotie's infected anus. I enjoy the way Stotch uses Sarah Jessica Parker 465 times in the book as a metaphor for the oppression felt by the lower class, even going as far as to call her a "transvestite donkey witch." At such a young age, Stotch seems to exemplify what a political pundit should be. There are two different sides to the raging debate about this book: one side believes that Scrotie McBoogerballs shows how liberals are hurting this country, while the other side believes that Scorite McBoogerballs is the most conservative-hating liberal in literature. After numerous times re-reading this book, along with many unsuccessful attempts to thwart yaking with Pepto Bismol, I have come to the conclusion that McBoogerballs is a conservative. This is the only explanation I have as to why Sarah Jessica Parker's buttcheese ended up in Scrotie's milkshake. I am impressed with Stotch's slam on health care reform by describing Scrotie McBoogerball's sliding his head up into the horse. These underlined themes are some of the most sophisticated that can be found in American literature, even more than the racism found in the Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. I have sent this book to numerous fat camps as a Christmas present to the children there because you throw up so many times that you notice significant weight loss. If you need to lose some weight, you want to view American society today in an amazing new lens, or you just want to read (which is hard to believe, but I'm not here to judge), then The Tale of Scrotie McBoogerballs is the right book for you.