Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #2834 in Books
• Published on: 2007-10-04
• Binding: Paperback
• 192 pages

Synopsis
How easy is it to fall off a log? Where is the middle of nowhere? Do we really have no bananas? The readers of OLD GIT magazine are a batty, befuddled, potty-mouthed bunch, who seem to spend a significant chunk of their spare time corresponding with the publication's popular letters page. DO ANTS HAVE ARSEHOLES? is a very funny, very silly collection of questions and answers taken from this column, none of which has any basis whatsoever in fact. A must for all those who relish a heady mixture of shaggy-dog stories, toilet humour and utter lack of insight.

Customer Reviews

Do Arseholes write about Ants and 101 OBRQs?
I read the negative reviews here about this book and thought what a load of stuffshirts. With my well honed schoolboy sense of humour I couldn't wait to take this to the inner sanctum to read.

I have to agree with the 'stuffshirts' I am afraid. I cannot even say it is 'puerile', it's just rubbish. I think there was something that made me laugh somewhere but not sure.

A shame, a great title and a great idea for a parody on the absolutely excellent New Scientist books but I think they had more humour in them than this does. It reminded me of 'Shite's unoriginal miscellany' the author's name was a perfect description of the contents.

Very funny!
It's quite scary to see that some people have taken this book seriously. Maybe it is a symptom of the world today but it's good to know that the rest of us have a sense of humour!

What?
This is the old adage "Ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer" in book form.

Whilst some of the entries are very funny, and a lot of the questions invite bizarre answers, the reader is left at the end wondering... why?

Why do people feel compelled to write in with random yarns that could be misconstrued as fact? Why do I still have to check myself thinking that some of it mught be true? Why did they have to publish a book-full?

Truth be told, this is a book you leaf through at bed time, have a little chuckle, then put down, but the irony is not lost. This is a book full of people asking questions no one asks, being answered by people who have far too much spare time, and you sit there thinking "why I am bothering to read it?"

It's not an awful book, it fills a gap. But, like the articles themselves, it is a bit pointless.