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"Too many people do an amateurish job. You know, out of a hundred and fifty thousand people who make the attempt, one hundred and thirty-eight thousand fail. These people often find themselves disabled in wheelchairs, disfigured for life, but with us � Our suicides are guaranteed. Death or your money back!" –Mishima Tuvache

I don't usually venture into books that I'm not sure I'll like. Probably close minded of me, but there are so many books that I know I will like and not nearly enough time to read them. A friend recommended this little French novella, and I was willing to give it a try because it wasn't very long. She said it was funny, and boy was that the understatement of the year. This book is hilarious! It's a sort of Beetlejuice meets The Hunger Games breakfast mimosa. It makes you question a lot of things, like whether or not you should be laughing...or drinking alcohol before 10 am.

Far into the future, the world is on its ninth cat life and people are killing themselves in throngs. To meet the growing demand, the Tuvache family's generations old Suicide Shop has been providing every tool necessary to end one's life. Everything from sepukko paraphernalia to hemlock are in stock and consultations are free. But what is a family to do when their youngest child is so naturally cheerful?! Is there a better solution to a disappointing life other than suicide? Alan Tuvache seems to think so, and his infectious optimism seems to be leaving its mark. A good read if you're looking to read something a bit offbeat and enjoy satire at its blackest.