Mean Southern girl humor is just not my thing. I don't like it from Rita Mae Brown, and now it seems I don't like it from Celia Rivenbark either. The first essay starts with a guy complaining that his car navigation system doesn't understand his southern accent so keeps giving him the wrong information - that's pretty funny. Then she segues into a long discussion of a woman who gets into an car accident because she tried to multitask shaving her pubic hair while she was driving to a date. In this story she never repeats the same nickname for vagina twice: vajayjay, cooch, nasties, whoha; I can't remember them all, but she never used my favorite, cookie. This was pretty funny until she said that the woman was so ugly that whoever her date was was never going to get as far as looking at her nether regions anyway. Was that necessary? Would it in any way have made a difference to the story? Nope, it was just a little throw away mean spiritedness. I don't need that kind of nonsense. ( )

Very Funny! ( )