This hysterical, laugh-out-loud novel is from the early 90s and the second in the 'Skink' series. Francis X. Kingsbury owns the Amazing Kingdom of Thrills and is in the process of further damaging the environment of North Largo Island by building a golf course. Lined up in opposition are the Mothers of the Wilderness, a very savvy PR man recently fired by Kingsbury, Skink, the FBI, and the NY mob tipped off that Kingsbury is in the Witness Protection Program, but really is the guy who testified against John Gotti. Pretty much all Francis X. has on his side is a security guy mainlining steroids through an IV and an incompetent, preppy aide. Every book of the author has me laughing every ten pages. Highlights here are kidnapped blue-tongued voles, a scientist swallowed by a killer whale, a dead killer whale, a phony snake invasion of the kingdom, a cement truck destroyed by an RPG, Robbie Racoon on TV with Willard Scott, insights into the hijinks of the staff of a major amusement park, but the star is Nina, the PR fella's girl. She works nights talking dirty on the phone. She's constantly trying out new lines, gets so good that the other girls start paying her to write for them. She succeeds and is syndicated around the country, and some of her poetry makes the 'New Yorker.' Gotta love it.
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