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Brocabulary: The New Man-i-festo of Dude Talk Paperback – October 7, 2008
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“[An] anthem to the joys of male bonding...” (New York Times -- T Style Magazine)
About the Author
Daniel Maurer is a manthropologist and an editor of New York magazine's award-winning food and nightlife blog Grub Street. His writing has appeared in the New York Times, Nerve.com, McSweeney's, and Metro. He lives in New York.
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I found discussions of words for women's clothing to be accurate in their own way. Yep, when a skirt is short enough that I can see the [...] cleavage, it is appropriate to call it a "squirt skirt."
Mixed in are cartoon drawings of women, always curvy with cleavage showing and large lips, and men, kind of scruffy and shaped like their clothes. The pics are drawn well for what they are.
This is a well done version of the concept. If the marketing and the idea of a book of short terms describing women as objects, humorous bodily functions, and drinking with the guys, then you will probably enjoy this.
The reason it works for me is the surprisingly delicate balancing act. On one level Daniel is giving relatively practical advice to "men" who would aspire to behave like this; on another he is clearly making fun of anyone stupid enough to try to behave like this on a regular basis since the end result is likely to be death or imprisonment, or at the very least divorce or getting dumped. True, the wannabe player can glean some useful tips: if you use your liePhone for cheating on your girl, don't leave it where your girl can find it, but this book is clearly intended more for the older and wiser bro now willing to live vagicariously through the stupidity of others. If you are too mature to do this anymore but just immature enough to be brostalgic about it, this book is for you.
Of course the key to something like this is the quality of the heologisms. Are they something you'd be willing to use cold sober? Are they something you could remember while drunk? How many of these will make the grade of passing into general use? Probably none, but that doesn't mean that some aren't worthy of consideration.
Chances are that we've all engaged in brocrastination. We can all learn the wisdom of friendjamins. We've all felt the urge to manalyze. We've all wondered about the stripping point, been tempted to approxidate, desperately battleshipped, taken someone out to an impresstaurant, at least unintentionally malienated, been on the receiving end of fembellishment, femcroachment, or femtrapment, been sent on embarrassing herrands at certain times of the month, been caught treating something important as vagibberish, wished death or worse on a PDA-hole, and felt the need for freeodorant or freetergent, even if we never indulged. If NOTHING in this book makes you smile, you are either totally lacking in humor,...
or you are reading it while your girlfriend/wife is watching you.
Defects? The most obvious is the lack of an index, perhaps to be fixed upon publication. In a topically arranged lexicon this is absolutely necessary; you won't be able to find your favorites quickly without one even if you haven't been drinking. Overall there are arguably too many lame attempts at humor and too many neologisms that are no improvement on the original; you should definitely page through a copy to make sure that it's your mug of beer, and if you are a woman, you probably shouldn't even bother. This is definitely intended for the guybrary not the library.
But I will definitely be on the lookout for Daniel Maurer's next book.
The word play is sometimes funny, but it is relentless and vulgar. And that just might be its main selling point. If you like humor that explores and celebrates just about every kind of male sexual fantasy and preoccupation, "Brocabulary" just might hit the spot.
It's funny and vaguely disturbing, all at the same time (rather like the culture it... oh, you get the idea). Some if it had me actually laughing out loud (The Ten Bromandments, most notably, as well as Lincoln writing a letter after a night of drunken excess).
Really this is the sort of book you're not going to read cover-to-cover. It's a good book to keep in the bathroom for those times when you need something to occupy your attention, and there's nothing wrong with that! In fact, given the nature of the book, I can't think of any higher compliment!
The book has to be targeted at a subset of the male species, beginning with specimens that have yet to sprout facial hair and terminating at the point where one replaces the milk crates with a real coffee table. Initially, the puns and witticisms are reasonably humorous but the enjoyment rapidly wears off. It fails to reach the threshold of legitimized code or formalized jargon, mired in obscenity, sexism, and chauvinistic thought. I can see no viable reason to read this book in any number of sittings but to attempt to do it in one is tantamount to numbing one's brain.
One saving grace however is it will not have a long shelf life. Scheduled for release in October, it will be forgotten by November. Without doubt, humor is always subjective but making it subjugation is a bridge too far.