I bought this book expecting a funny light read based on the word play with the title and the name of the author. I think it was a reasonable expectation.
If you told me you were going to give me a piece of pie, then handed me a bag of Fritos, it wouldn't work out for you. I like Fritos ok, but I was expecting pie. What I got was dying and death (fat from the Fritos causing clogged arteries), an asshole abusive so-called Dom (Frito Bandito), uncomfortable parental relationships (my Mom would never give me Fritos when I was growing up) and a really unlikely HEA (pretend Fritos are broccoli).
What I paid for was pie (a continuation of the light play on words title and author name).