Cartoons and sarcastic advice offer a tongue-in-cheek look at boys as seen by girls, including "ideas make boys' heads hurt," "boys are not potty trained," and "boys aren't housebroken."

The funny, crude, un-PC, and very savvy author of "Boys Are Stupid, Throw Rocks at Them!" explains why boys think the opposite sex is weird. Narrated by a boy who's sort of a moron, the book questions all the things that are completely alien to boys, but with a surprisingly sweet insight and good spirit.

A rose by any other name is still a rose, but a penis by any other name may be a “Kentucky Telescope,” “Molton Mushroom,” “One-Eyed Wrinkle-Necked Trouser Trout”— or something worse! Pop artist Todd Harris Goldman delivers one of the funniest little books about “anatomy” ever published. With 101 hilarious euphemisms for “penis” and 25 fullcolor illustrations representing some of the best selections, DICKtionary will make all the other books on the shelf blush.

A sixteen-year-old from the Bronx, popular at school and "sort of" going steady, falls in love for the first time with another boy one exuberant summer.

Ah, life. Generally speaking, it is a gift to celebrate. But when you get down to the specifics, a lot of it sucks! Inside, pop-artist extraordinaire Todd Goldman delightfully disses the daily dilemmas of life—from flat tires to getting fired; from getting food caught in your teeth to getting caught picking your nose—with snappy illustrations and pithy punchlines. With over 100 sharply satiric gags about all those things that get your goat, this book will help take the bite out of life.

This authorized biography of World War II hero John Basilone--who held off 3,000 Japanese troops after his unit was reduced to three men--is being published to coincide with Steven Spielberg's HBO miniseries, "The Pacific." Illustrations throughout.

In a prose that is so beautiful it is poetry, we see the world of growing up and going somewhere through the dust and heat of Fresno's industrial side and beyond: It is a boy's coming of age in the barrio, parochial school, attending church, public summer school, and trying to fall out of love so he can join in a Little League baseball team. His is a clarity that rings constantly through the warmth and wry reality of these sometimes humorous, sometimes tragic, always human remembrances.

One day I was 12 years old and broke. Then Grandma gave me Grandpa's old riding lawnmower. I set out to mow some lawns. More people wanted me to mow their lawns. And more and more. . . . One client was Arnold the stockbroker, who offered to teach me about "the beauty of capitalism. Supply and Demand. Diversify labor. Distribute the wealth." "Wealth?" I said. "It's groovy, man," said Arnold. If I'd known what was coming, I might have climbed on my mower and putted all the way home to hide in my room. But the lawn business grew and grew. So did my profits, which Arnold invested in many things. And one of them was Joey Pow the prizefighter. That's when my 12th summer got really interesting.

From just a tiny larva in diapers to . . . SUPER FLY! This is the story of Eugene Flystein, a small and nerdy, mild-mannered housefly, who also happens to be the world's smallest superhero and humanity's greatest crime fighter. SUPER FLY!: Able to stop tornadoes from destroying towns with just one breath. Strong enough to push a ship away from a looming iceberg. He's even read every book in the library twice. Yes, twice! Can this four-eyed little bugger, along with his trusty sidekick Fantastic Flea, take on Crazy Cockroach and his army of insect baddies? It's housefly vs. cockroach in this epic battle of good vs. evil. Who will come out on top? Stay tuned!

From two-time Carnegie Medal winner Patrick Ness comes an enthralling and provocative new novel chronicling the life — or perhaps afterlife — of a teen trapped in a crumbling, abandoned world. A boy named Seth drowns, desperate and alone in his final moments, losing his life as the pounding sea claims him. But then he wakes. He is naked, thirsty, starving. But alive. How is that possible? He remembers dying, his bones breaking, his skull dashed upon the rocks. So how is he here? And where is this place? It looks like the suburban English town where he lived as a child, before an unthinkable tragedy happened and his family moved to America. But the neighborhood around his old house is overgrown, covered in dust, and completely abandoned. What’s going on? And why is it that whenever he closes his eyes, he falls prey to vivid, agonizing memories that seem more real than the world around him? Seth begins a search for answers, hoping that he might not be alone, that this might not be the hell he fears it to be, that there might be more than just this. . . .