Several years ago, a hilarious story in a blogpost about the adventures of Beyoncé the Big Metal Chicken (and bath towels) went viral. And the blogpost's author, Jenny Lawson, published a memoir a couple of years later. It's the funniest book I've ever read; while I have a penchant for hyperbole, I do not exaggerate here. I read it on an airplane and I was laughing so hard tears were rolling down my face. My seatmates were pretty horrified.