A Ladies Guide on How to Prevent Your Fanny Smelling Like Cod: Seventy Brutal Rules for Staying Fresh and Avoiding Fishy Disasters: 1

Let's be honest for a second. If you saw this title and thought, "Oh for f**k's sake", then immediately kept reading... this book is already aimed straight at you. A Ladies Guide on How to Prevent Your Fanny Smelling Like Cod exists because at some point in your life you've had that moment. The quiet panic. The denial. The hopeful lie you tell yourself of "It's probably fine." It wasn't fine. This book doesn't care about your feelings. It's here to laugh at the situations you pretend never happened. The sniff-checks. The dodgy knickers. The heat. The sweat. The absolute confidence you had that morning that slowly disintegrated by mid-afternoon. It's rude. It's grim. And it's uncomfortably personal. This is not advice. It's not classy. And it's definitely not written by someone who should be allowed near a medical degree. It's a filthy little gag book for anyone who's ever gambled, hoped for the best, and lived to regret it. The kind of book you laugh at while quietly thinking, "You didn't have to call me out like that." Perfect as a savage gift, a guilty read, or a disgusting reminder that sometimes you should let some f**king air get to it! If you're offended, laughing, or feeling personally attacked right now... good. That's the point.