If Justin Bieber's autobiography can become a best-seller, all three pages of it, then why can't the Chunka Chunka Burnin' Love known as Snooki make the list as well?
I mean really. What does it take to write a best-seller? You got some curves, you got some foul language, you got some tawdry promiscuity masking as entertainment, you got some big hooters and a bulbous butt. What more does it take besides maybe an absolute whore of a ghost-writer?
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But really, there is some literary talent there. Unfortunately it is manifested by the creative minds of the reviewers who comment on the book at Amazon, not by the piglet whose name is on the cover.