He broke up with me at my friend's funeral. So what did I do? I broke his nose. The events that followed can only be described as ridiculousness. It was a seaside summer filled with Jagger Bombs, bar fights, bad dates, and love when you least expect it. How does one mend a broken heart? With Tequila of course. Lots, and lots of Tequila. ----- What are people saying? "Tucker Max, told from the female perspective. This book is hilarious!" "Why am I only finding out about this book now? This is so great, can't wait to read on!" "I can't believe this is a true story!" "Wow. I can identify with this way too much and I absolutely love strong, honest characters!"