Yeah, 50 Shades of WhatTheHolyFuckingShitFuck? was hilarious.

So bad it was funny. Sorry if that lands weird, for some reason men who like to tell women things find it disturbing or hypocritical maybe (?) that I found it so funny. I don't know why.

I mean, I don't k ow why they're disturbed enough to tell me I. The way that they do, not that I don't know why it was funny to me. I find most romance nobels to be somewhat comedic, but this one was like a parody satire. Like that movie White Chicks, but for romance genre novels.

His mom wasn't horrible, btw. She was just broken. Swear to God, James pulled the storyline for serial killer Dexter in her development of Christian.

Near identical background. Check it.

Drug addict mother supportibg toddler Christian by turning tricks for her pimp boyfriend. Her physically and psychologically abusive boyfriend.

It was the boyfriend who used little Christian as an ashtray to put out his cigarettes.

Trying to intervene physically got his mother killed. The boyfriend left him for a few days and then he got adopted out but the damage was done. Little Christian is a sadist now.

Tell me that's not just like Dexter. Only, Christian got adopted by the good hearted doctor who first treated him and not the good hearted cop who found him and his Biney and felt responsible because he's the one who bullied mom into being a CI in the first place, which got her hacked to bits.

It was a stretch too far to make Christian "cuddly" with such a clear Dexter reference, or should I say, scaffolding.

Nobody was buying it, which either incensed you, turned you on, drew you in by morbid curiosity.....or you're a weirdo like me and just found it profoundly funny.

Don't read it in public because you will cackle laugh. Really loudly. Maybe even snort your milk through your nose if you're not careful. Or beer. Whatever.

I loved it because I hated it and vice versa. Isn't that delightful?