I'd tried reading Robert Rankin's
The Hollow Chocolate Bunnies of the Apocalypse one other time, but hadn't gotten very far. This time I enjoyed it. The contrast between this book and the classic nursery rhymes, as I read them last week for my class on children's literature, made this an even more entertaining read. (Mother Goose running a whorehouse, for example).
posted by Kristin Buxton at 1:49 PM 
