First, from many, many people: what to do with bad reviews? Put them in the mouths of your little league team, your grandparents and their friends, and anyone else who will appear on camera. Then make it into a ersatz book trailer. What makes me giggle, personally, is that this many reviews, even bad ones, from this many powerhouse publications is in and of itself something of an accomplishment. To turn them on their ear and make them humorous (the armpit farts are inspired) is just absurd and awesome.
But wait, there’s more!
I don’t know how I found this, but the interpretive dance about guacamole, and the rhyming motif nearly bent me in half with the laughing. Now I need to visit West St. Paul.