I have a slight obsession with YouTube. I have a set few YouTubers who, upon seeing they’ve uploaded videos, make me want to drop everything I’m doing to press play and watch. Some are comedians, like Grace Helbig, some are part-time vloggers, like Zoella, some are beauty gurus, like itsjudytime, and some are just plain amazeballs human beings, like Mamrie Hart.
Mamrie Hart is, honest to goodness, one of the funniest people I have ever watched. She has two channels, You Deserve a Drink and mametown, and was the host of the online travel web series HeyUSA for two seasons. All of these things make me literally laugh out loud and sometimes even snort. And now, she has written a book! Just like her original YouTube channel, it’s called You Deserve a Drink: Boozy Misadventures and Tales of Debauchery. I love memoir-type books, especially ones with some humor, and let me tell ya, this one is BANGIN. Okay, I just finished reading it today, so her writing style may have rubbed off on me… And if I was Mamrie, I know I’d have a terrible pun to go along with that last sentence!! But alas, I am not, so if you want the funnies, you will have to go buy her book.
Seriously, go buy it. Preferably from a local bookstore, or maybe you can check it out from the library. It made me cackle while I read it, and I’m pretty sure even if you didn’t know who she was before reading it, it would have the same impact on you.
In keeping with the theme YouTube channel YDAD, she includes a recipe for a delicious sounding cocktail at the beginning of each chapter. Someday when I have money and time I’m going to actually make these! She tells stories from her childhood, crazy college days, and even crazier post-college days aka real life. Some of them may not be for the faint of heart (rutabaga! You’ll get that when you read the book hehe) and she may have a whole chapter about poop (and lack there-of) but I guarantee you, you’ll laugh! If you’re into somewhat crude humor, then you will probably cackle and snort.
And Mamrie, if you’re reading this, I want to invite you to my wedding. Based on the chapter “Frame the Cookie”, you sound like a bomb-ass awesome wedding guest and I want you to be there. I can’t promise a Papa John’s garlic sauce fountain, but I can promise an open bar and lots o’ love. Send me your address and I’ll send you an invitation. Seriously.