If it wasn’t already obvious, the title of this book is Goodbye Hooters. If you are a man who knows anything about women, pregnancy, breasts, and tacky restaurants… you can pretty much kiss the latter two goodbye; at least for the duration of your woman’s pregnancy. But, this isn’t just another typical run-of-the-mill story, chain-sawing away in hopes of catering to an expectant female audience. Not in the least. This book is dedicated to those who can’t be bothered to ask for directions under any circumstances, those who believe beer drinking is a religion, those who over-exaggerate the size of everything, and those who don’t know jack-shit about pregnancy… Men! Kick us to the curb at the street corner of Pregnancy & Fatherhood without a “master” to guide us, and we will without doubt run amok in feverish circles, scratch our “junk” relentlessly, and beeline our way to the nearest liquor store!