In his latest book, Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Rodrick Rules, Jeff Kinney nearly put me into the hospital. That man is going to have serious medical bills to pay if this keeps up. I almost busted a gut laughing out loud and almost aspirated my Diet Dr Pepper on a few occasions. And, yes, I hold him completely responsible.
If not for Kinney’s dry wit, keen insight into the lives of elementary school boys (especially their rationalization for EVERYTHING), and fantastic line drawing on nearly every page, I wouldn’t have had so many close brushes with death in his latest book. But he put me there time and time again. Even when I thought I had things figured out (because I was once an elementary school boy with a wild imagination without a governor), Jeff would throw a wrinkle at me that I didn’t see coming. He ambushed me with regularity throughout the pages.
But it’s not just me that Jeff has his merciless sights on. He’s taking out EVERYBODY. My wife teaches elementary school and Jeff’s books are all the rage among the students. I have to admit to adding to that bonfire because I talk about his books all the time (and I have to admit that I haven’t quite become the responsible adult either, because I’ll rile my wife’s fourth grade class up and take my leave — taking her out to dinner usually gets me off the hook and my cool points go up with the kids).
Parents have become interested in the books and I’ve told them they need to keep up with what their kids are reading. After all, they’re supposed to be responsible parents. (I, myself, have been known to buy extra copies of Jeff’s books and give out as gifts – some parents have accused me of inciting subversion, but I point out that Jeff’s first book was a New York Times bestseller and that is a far better recommendation than I could ever make. Except the Times doesn’t give away Jeff’s books as gifts that I know of. That’s why they hold me more accountable.)
But when I recommend the books to parents, I issue a stern warning. I call it the PYP warning. I especially give it to pregnant mothers and people with weak bladders who read in public places. PYP is Pee Your Pants. The books are just that funny. You’re reading along, and the next thing you know, WHAM! — you’re laughing so hard you’re peeing your pants.
Article comments
1 - idk my name
um this makes no sence so redo it dummy
2 - Vanessa
Yes. I read this book. It amde me laughh like crazy.I would like to reasd the next book.
3 - Natasha
This book is hilarious. That is why i am doing this book for my book report!!
4 - Gabriella
Funny book but not even close to finishing and i have the rest of the books
5 - Jennifer
This is the funniest book i had ever read so far tis year!!! I think that it would be cool if you make a book called Last Summer and it could be about how he is so energetic in summer. and is up to a lot of mischeif. And at the last page you could have greg walking in and sitting at a desk saying alright lets just get this over with.
6 - Jennifer
I wish i could write a book because i love writting. once i start i cant stop. cant you tell by the way my comments are almot a paragraph each.
7 - logan
this book is a very funny book. Despite the small length of the book it gave me a good laugh. im planning on reading the rest of the books in this series. I really enjoyed the point of view the author wrote it in and the way it looks in the book. the writting looks like a kid wrote it.
8 - INDIA
THAT'S NOT FUNNY AT ALL JENNIFER