Overview

This book is a little peak into the obnoxious and ridiculous life that I am happy to call my own. From tales of my Lebanese (and sometimes delusional) grandmother to filthy stories of fornication and substance abuse, there are several reasons that I should probably not allow anyone who knows me personally to read this. However, I am very proud and extremely giddy to say that I finally dodged my ADD long enough to complete this project, and I am forerver grateful to all of those in my life who helped create these memories (well, most of them anyways. Oh yeah, and my dad John Raffoul who will most likely murder me if I don't mention that he is solely responsible for the design and photography of the cover, Thanks Dad!). If you are like me and enjoy an easy and pervy read I highly recommend that you pull up your skirt, pour yourself a cocktail, and dive into this lovely book of mine. If you do not, you are a Communist: )