I recently read a book entitled, “My Canadian Boyfriend, Justin Trudeau” so you wouldn’t have to.
I’m not sure if this book, written by someone named Carrie Parker, is a failed parody or unintentional pornography.
I really don’t know, but I’m going to present some select excerpts and perhaps you can enlighten me.
The author is using a pen name, by the way, as noted on the back cover which says: “Carrie Parker is not real, but her Trudeauly, madly deeply love for Justin Trudeau is.”
But if Ms Parker doesn’t exist, then how do we know that it wasn’t Trudeau himself who wrote this slobbering manifesto?