Time to gird the loins and pucker up.
Blimey O'Reilly's trousers! Three maybe-boyfriends is a lot for any girl to handleβred-bottomed or not. What with Robbie the Sex God back from Kiwi-a-gogo land wanting to "get coffee" and whatsit, Masimo the Luuurve God saying things like "Ciao , Georgia, see you later" (the good see-you-later or the bad see-you-later??), and her mate Dave the Laugh snogging her in a pond, it's enough to make any girl mad.
Good thing she has the ace gang to keep her sane. Ish.
But now that she has tearfully eschewed Robbie the Sex God with a firm hand, Georgia is left with two potential snoggees to choose from, and it's high time she left the cakeshop of love for good. This time with a gorgey Italian cakey. Or a nip-libbling Dave the Tart. But certainly not both. Maybe.
From School Library Journal
Grade 8β10βWhen Rennison's Angus, Thongs and Full Frontal Snogging (HarperCollins, 2000) erupted in the U.S., it seemed hilarious, fresh, and outrageous. Unhappily, nine books into the enterprise, their originality has worn thin and is imitated everywhere. That's not to say that there's not a lot of fun here; no, there's just not enough to justify wading through Georgia's idiosyncratic verbosity. She has the same old problems shopping in the cakeshop of love. Dave the Laugh snogs her in the pond at camp. Her Italian Luurve God's gone to Italy and her mutti chortles at the idea of Georgia visiting him there. Jas and Rosie of the ace gang pause from their own romantic quandaries to join her in the Viking disco hornpipe extravaganza that's as crazy to imagine as it is to dance. And sadly, Angus is run over, all but given up for lost by the vet, but nourished back to health by Georgia's ministrations. This teen runs full force into life and some girls may still be following her into a merry, if confused, time. If you have such stalwarts at your library, then by all means purchase this volume. If not, then eschew it with a firm hand.β Tina Zubak, Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh, PA
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Review
Praise for '!then he ate my boy entrancers.': "You'll be falling about laughing at this.' Mizz 'The only snag about taking this on holiday is that it won't last long: it will be consumed without a break except for the snorting noises. But it can always be passed on to parents by any youngster who can stand the sound of Vati's and Mutti's snorts, or dipped into repeatedly because every line is vair vair funny.' Sunday Times Praise for '!and that's when it fell off in my hand.': 'Readers will find themselves laughing uncontrollably until their sides hurt, and won't be able to put the book down.' Sunday Times 'Hilarious! [Louise Rennison] is queen of the pink-book pack.' The Times Praise for 'Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging': 'Bridget Jones for teenagers -- but funnier. Expect Potter-esque queues for the sequel.' Sunday Telegraph 'Don't miss this gem' Guardian