This book is very disturbing on so many levels. It’s very much like reading the ravings of a crazy person. Where do I start? Is it with the toddler who is so angry at his parents that on wash day he pees in the wash—in fact he starves himself of water so that his pee is dark and stinks—or is it the end panel where a dog tells you how bad he is but that he loves you. A very small amount of this book is deep enough to make one think. The rest of the book leaves in doubt whether it’s comical or maniacal. Handle this one with care. (yannsfart@yahoo.com)