Well, here we are. Book ten. X Marks Your Mom. If the title alone makes you snort-laugh like a seventh grader who just discovered “yo mama” jokes, congratulations—you’re the target audience. And friends, I am that audience.
This one? Solid. Four stars compared to other books in the series. We get legit character development (which feels like cheating in a series that gleefully lives in toilet humor), a plot that moves, and enough banter to make your inner 13-year-old absolutely thrive. I laughed out loud multiple times. Sometimes because the joke was good. Sometimes because it was so dumb it looped back around to brilliant. Either way, I had a blast.
Plot-wise, Tim's master plan is finally starting to get interesting again, Dave and Cooper's relationship is giving me actual feels, and Julian and Chad are a fabulous comic duo of the realm. Katherine remains an absolute badass and deserves her own spin-off, frankly.
Jon & Phoebe, let’s be honest—I’ve never recommended this series to you, and I’m not about to start now. It’s irreverent. It’s crass. It’s D&D on Mountain Dew and poor impulse control. But if you ever do want something that feels like the unholy lovechild of Community’s darkest timeline and The Gamers: Dorkness Rising, well... let’s talk.