Where do I start? Do I hype up the absolute hilarity of this novel first, or the goo-goo romanticism that I couldn't help but adore? Gone are the cookie-cutter clichés usually attached to M/M lit relationships, beautiful & proudly queer from beginning to end. Paul's unique, blundering narration is wholly enjoyable, his awkward character totally relatable. He's practically a walking trope of sassy one-liners that never got old. Utterly hysterical!