P. McManus is a funny guy, but I think much more so in his writing of articles, and short stories. His Outdoor Life and F&S stuff was/is killer. In this third offering, Sheriff Bo is a cross between Spenser and a rodeo clown, and I'm never quite sure if he's putting me on or not. Likeable enough,...
I was constantly rolling my eyes as I read this book. The dialogue was canned & trying to hard to be funny, the characters were one-dimensional, & the whole plot lacked pizzaz. So many details were skipped over; the characters were so bland.I.e. when a sheriff gets a phone call about a sweet old ...
Patrick McManus offers wry observations about small-town life and curmudgeonly insists on bigger and bigger fish stories in this hilarious collection from one of the greatest contemporary humorists. Patrick McManus believes that life's eternal truths exist solely for the purpose of being overtur...
SHERIFF BO TULLY OF BLIGHT COUNTY, IDAHO, IS BACK.When the call comes in that Mike Wilson, the unlikable owner of West Branch Lodge, has gone missing, Sheriff Tully is delighted. This is an excellent opportunity for Tully, his tracker pal Dave, and his retired sheriff father, Pap, to enjoy a few ...
The bestselling author of They Shoot Canoes, Don't They? is at it again with more of his zany spoofs of The Great Outdoors.
He honked the horn, even though the old man was seated on the porch in his Adirondack chair, rocking furiously. Deedee, Pap’s young and gorgeous housekeeper, waved at him out the kitchen window, the main reason Tully had honked the horn. He gave her a big smile and waved back. Pap stalked down of...
“It was a professional job. The robber had perfect timing and knew exactly what he was doing.” Tully glanced at her. “I don’t believe it.” “What don’t you believe?” “That our victim on the mountain knew what he was doing.” &n...
She was about the best mate a man could have, and he was about the worst mate anyone could have. The lady, whose name was Emma, had a peculiar habit, however, which was that she never threw anything away. Her closets bulged with heaps of clothes, and stacks of magazines, a...
He handed the shoe box to a National Guard airman and waved at Ron Stolz, the pilot. Ron waved back and then lifted off. Tully crossed the road and walked down to the dock on the river. Whoever made the tracks from the Pout House to the river had to be picked up by boat. A...