FROM GOODREADS.COM:

"This was hard to rate. The book is a mix of the amusing, the baffling, and the downright irritating, as Bell provides surreal, almost stream-of-conscious "narratives" (defining the term loosely) about the title characters--whatever they are. Paul looks like a big-nippled sausage with legs (in one story, his nipples are stolen, his life force ebbs out of the holes where they were, and when they are restored, the life force of his twin brother is contained in one of them, and that captures only a fraction of the bizarreness--if that sounds like your sort of story, the rest of the book measures up), Shrimpy like a blank-faced homunculus in a snow suit (with ass flap); Shrimpy spouts bizarre non-sequiturs, has incomprehensible obsessions, and might be charitably described as sociopathic, or perhaps autistic. Sometimes the surreal or absurd can reach sublime heights. Here, more often than not it just seems like weirdness for its own sake. Some of the letters Bell has received over the years (and included in the book, to his credit) suggest that the stuff comes across like an acid trip. I'll take the correspondents' word for that, but I can't disagree that a lot of this feels like the random rambling someone stoned might come up with. Some of it feels like deliberately too hip to be hip stuff, the sort of "humour" where the joke (supposedly) is that there's nothing at all funny about the weirdness one is reading. Nevertheless, it is amusing at times, more than a bit creepy (in a good way) at others (one character especially, Kevin, comes across as a freakshow version of a Fleischer cartoon, with inexplicably unsettling results), and fairly clearly the work of an accomplished and sophisticated cartoonist--deliberate (?) crudeness of style aside. Nevertheless, this is not a book for all tastes; stay away if you don't have a high tolerance for bizarreness for its own sake."