Superstud, or, How I became a 24-year-old virgin / Paul Feig.

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Lost in love and don't know much? Paul Feig knew even less...

Like any other red-blooded, straight young man, Paul Feig spent much of his teenage years trying to solve the mystery of women. Unlike most red-blooded, straight teenage boys, however, Paul Feig was sadly at a considerable disadvantage. He was tall and gangly. He had a love for musical theater. And, perhaps the death knell for his burgeoning sex life, Paul was a tap dance student. (And we have the pictures to prove it-see the front cover.)

Infused with the same witty and infectiously readable style of his first book, Kick Me , Superstud chronicles the trials and tribulations of Feig's young dating life with all the same excruciating detail as an on-air gastric bypass-and you just won't be able to tear yourself away. Feig's series of shudder-to-think but oddly familiar (come on-we've all been dumped by someone we didn't even like that much) anecdotes include- his first date, at an REO Speedwagon concert with the most endowed girl in school, who leaves him sitting next to a puddle of puke; his first breakup, accomplished by moving across the country; his mortifying date with his secretly bigoted girlfriend; his discovery of a new self-love technique that almost lands him in the hospital; and his less-than-idealistic "first time," which he nevertheless elevates to biblical proportions.

In Superstud , Paul Feig tells all in a hilarious but true testament to geekdom, love, and growing up.