Listen up you manly man (and you know who you are); this is a red-blooded tale of fightin, drinkin, wenchin, shootin, drinkin and more fightin. Double-crosses, triple-crosses, self-hate, back - stabbing, moral quandry/schmoral quandry!! Brother, our hero and anti-hero are sweaty, pummeling sailormen with a lust for loot, women, power, immortality and death. By my calculations they go through 4-5 bottles of gin (straight) every day in this novel. Plus they plant haymakers on each other and just about anyone else who comes near on a near hourly basis. Also by my count they are now completely out of teeth. Wow, such a rousing tale. Hey - I got an idea: read it aloud to your girlfriend!