This is a book for reading on the shtter.
If you’re after inspiration, f** off now.
I'm a 42 year old english bloke writing down all the grim, stupid, embarrassing thoughts that live in men’s heads and shouldn’t. Toilets. Farts. Sex. Food. Work. Family. Bad habits. Worse decisions. And that constant internal voice that says things you’d never admit out loud.
No filter.
No cleaning it up.
No pretending you’re better than this.
If you’ve ever sat there thinking “why am I such a tw*t?”, congratulations. This book is basically about you.
From awkward bathroom situations to thoughts you’d deny under torture, The Man Rants drags everyday male shame out into the open and takes the piss out of it.
This is not self help.
It won’t fix you.
It won’t make your life better.
It’ll just make you laugh, cringe, and think “thank f*** someone else is like this.”
Inside you’ll find:
• Toilet talk and why men are scared of anything going near their arse
• Couch confessions involving the family dog
• Old man rage about work, shifts, getting older, and hating everyone slightly more each year
• Weird urges, bad habits, and thoughts that pop up for no good reason
• Memories that’ll make you laugh, gag, or stare at the wall in shame
No lessons.
No growth.
No redemption arc.
Just one man saying exactly what he’s thinking.
Rough. Crude. And uncomfortably close to home.
Warning: Bad language, crude British humour, and moments you’ll laugh at then immediately deny.
Buy it as a joke.
Read it in private.
Never admit you enjoyed it.