I HAVE READ MY FIRST VONNEGUT NOVEL.
Somber, filthy, spectacular. Tremendous, hilarious, real. Sharp, frank satire in the face of all that gets our blood boiling: war, Christianity, poverty, you name it. The absurdity of it all. It'll have you rolling on the floor, soiling yourself, laughing silly. I still have belly aches. And the descriptions! Forget lengthy winding paragraphs. How about short lines that zing you in the teeth? And never any pomp, any pretense, just pure story.
Fucking love him.