Let's sample some of the humor in this, the latest entrant in the comedian as litterateur category:
"There's a pair of Siamese twin sisters, joined at the hip. One plays the saxophone, and the other one is a nymphomaniac. They're both big Julio Iglesias fans..." And the punch line is...sorry, folks, the punch line is, this is a family magazine, and we don't print stuff like that.
Okay, let's try another example. "A man walks into a bank..." Oops, can't use that one, either.
Well, how about the chapter that consists entirely of 101 jokes about how big Drew's, er, ah, you know.... Well, maybe not.
Gee, are we having trouble conveying something here? Actually, this book is not all dirty jokes. Drew does share his thoughts on such issues as Vegas vs. Atlantic City and winter driving in Cleveland, and also mentions, almost parenthetically, that he was sexually molested as a kid and tried to commit suicide twice.
That's just Hamburger Helper, though. The meat is in the jokes. And the beer? Hey, look in the fridge. (Hyperion, $22.95)