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The client killed the campaign. There's no money for raises. We need you to work Saturday. And Sunday. You're in Economy Class. The Comfort Inn is a fine hotel. Make the logo bigger. No one gets offices. We don't reimburse for that. Or those. We stopped doing Christmas Bonuses in 1994. Change page 397 of the deck. The logo needs to be even bigger. I'll call you from my hotel in Cannes. And a thousand other reasons why you need to read this book.

This book picks up where Rich Siegel's blog, RoundSeventeen, leaves off. A compilation of short stories about advertising, sex, death, religion, parenting and doggy doo-doo. If you're looking for 200 pages of well-hewn grumpiness, you have come to the right place.

Little girls disappear from Long Island's playgrounds. Their frail lifeless bodies later found swaying back and forth in the stale, summer air. Detective Max Miller is given reason to believe that the killer may be a man of the cloth, landing him right smack in the middle of a gut-wrenching investigation that takes him on a treacherous journey down the razor-thin line that separates that which is Good from that which is Evil.

Internet spam is a lot like the weather. Everyone complains, but nobody does anything about it. David Rothstein has turned the tables on those ubiquitous Nigerian scammers who promise unimaginable wealth. Follow his wild tale involving: kryptonite, bourbon-swilling infants, Brian Boitano and fishmonger Boris Beecha Kockoff.