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Mike Sacks' newest book, Stinker Lets Loose!, is described as "the outrageous 1977 filmatic smash in book form." A former writer for The Washington Post, he's currently part of the editorial staff of Vanity Fair magazine. He has written for The New Yorker, Time, Esquire, Vanity Fair, GQ, Radar, Believer, Vice, Women's Health, Salon, Premiere, New York Observer, McSweeney's, The New York Times, The Washington Post, Cracked, MAD and other publications. In addition, he has published four humor books: And Here's the Kicker: Conversations with 21 Humor Writers About Their Craft (F+W Press); SEX: Our Bodies, Our Junk (Random House); Your Wildest Dreams, Within Reason (Tin House) and Poking a Dead Frog: More Conversations with Humor Writers (Viking/Penguin.) The book is a sequel to And Here's the Kicker. His podcast, Doin It With Mike Sacks, can be found on Itunes.

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Hippy-dippy hormones

Just call me Grandpa Groovy. I'm undergoing a new stage in life. Cutting my second set of false teeth. A recurrence of midlife mischief. As expected and dreaded, my face has indeed acquired considerably more character lines than when I cut my first set of choppers (and temporarily possessed a red Ferrari). This time, as fate would have it, one scary surprise has devolved: the hair on my arms, legs and chest have vanished. Without waxing. But one ace in the hole has lain under my cap for y ...
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Dear Mom, Having a wonderful time, wish you were here

Dear Mom, Another Mother's Day has come and gone, and I still can't believe I couldn't hug and kiss you, give you a mushy card, and a box of Godiva's. You know the tradition in the church on Mother's Day, when they pass out pink carnations to women who still have a living mother, and white to those whose mothers have died? I remember the year you were no longer eligible for a pink flower. I was heartbroken, and pushed aside thoughts that I was next in line to qualify for this ri ...
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