Dad’s Day Giveaway: ‘The World’s Largest Man’ by Harrison Scott Key

 Dads Day Giveaway: The Worlds Largest Man by Harrison Scott Key

It takes all types. Of dads, that is. They run the gamut, from warm to distant to the type that forces you to shoot a deer in the face.

Well, maybe there aren’t many fathers who arm their young sons, don them in camouflage and send them into the woods. There are probably even less who move their entire families to rural Mississippi for that purpose. But there’s at least one: Harrison Scott Key’s father, the subject of Key’s memoir The World’s Largest Man.

Though the book includes touching moments, it’s first and foremost a comedy. A name it lives up to; it’s impossible to turn a page without falling into a fit of gut-busting laughter. That’s for the best, as Key’s father is often portrayed as … well, difficult.

“I do think when the sadness came, the laughter was a great way to deal with it,” Key says of discovering comedy. But, unlike many comedic memoirs, his book was never a way of working through his relationship with his father. His task was far simpler.

 Dads Day Giveaway: The Worlds Largest Man by Harrison Scott Key“I started out just wanting to write a funny story,” he says. “I get so frustrated with funny books when you read on the back that it’s ‘laugh out loud funny,’ and I don’t laugh out loud. I wanted to write a book that really did make you laugh, and the laughter doesn’t just die off in the first third.”

In other words, it’s the perfect Father’s Day present (unless, of course, your dad holds shooting things in higher regard than laughter). And we’re giving away three copies for you to give your dad this Father’s Day!

Tell us the strangest lesson your father taught you in the comments below for a chance to win a copy of Key’s sidesplitting memoir.

The contest begins today and ends Sunday, June 14. Official rules here.


  1. Susan D

    My dad caught me smoking once and he didn’t get mad at all. He sat down with me and lit a cigarette and handed me one, then another, then another, then another, and so on… until I puked. Lesson learned.

    June 12, 2015 at 8:46 pm
  2. Michael Dekema

    On his deathbed he told me to “Eat plenty of seaweed!” He thought it would make my hair grow thicker. Nope…

    June 12, 2015 at 3:26 pm
  3. Erin

    When I was about eight or nine my dad said to me, “If you ever have to stab someone, make sure to twist the knife so the wound doesn’t heal.” I always thought it was weird thing to say, but he’s Vietnam vet so maybe that explains it to some degree.

    June 12, 2015 at 1:29 pm
  4. Kristy Kolerich

    My dad’s constant advice in every situation: “respect people, and don’t squeal.”

    June 12, 2015 at 12:35 pm
  5. Elan

    I was 14 years old, and it was the night before I left for my first sleep-away camp experience. I was going to volunteer at a family camp just outside of Yosemite, for two weeks. He entered my room, to double-check that I had packed everything I needed. After nodding his approval, he turned to go. In the doorway, he paused, turned around, and looked into my eyes for a long moment. He said:

    “If you decide to take peyote, make sure to take out the fuzzy part in the middle.”

    June 12, 2015 at 12:34 pm
  6. WGR

    When I was a kid my older brother was the “rebel” and received his fair share of spankings. I stayed out of trouble because of it apparently. But once I did get in quite a bit of trouble and Dad said he was going to give me a spanking. I said “what’s a spanking?”.

    June 12, 2015 at 10:39 am
  7. kim amundsen

    Said to say but my father was always too drunk to give out advice.

    June 12, 2015 at 10:38 am
  8. Erin

    i asked my father about the nice house his boss had and promotions, something was said about kissing ass and although I didn’t quite understand what that meant, I knew I would never do it

    June 12, 2015 at 10:35 am
  9. Jimbo Bass

    My dad would line up me and a few buddies on a Friday night, tell us to rub a little suntan lotion on our necks before going out, and then he would demonstrate. He would say, “Boys, you’ll smell like a vacation. The girls will love it.”

    June 12, 2015 at 7:37 am
  10. Paula Key Jenkins

    Well this book is written about my brother and I could share many….the strangest thing my dad taught me was when I was about 6. We lived outside the town where I went to school so I rode a bus everyday. On this particular day I wanted to go to a friends to play after school, but I did not ask my parents or tell my sister (15 years older than me) that I was going. In a panic, parents were called and of course my dad knew where I was immediately. After work, they came to pick me up and asked me why I went to the young friends house. Immediate response from me – “The bus driver would not stop, so I got off here!”. Yes I was adamant on the ride home until my dad said, “We’ll just stop and ask the bus driver why he wouldn’t stop.” The closer to the bus drivers home we went, my dad kept asking and just about the time we were turning, I confessed that I just wanted to play. The lesson…..Never tell a lie to your father, the whipping really does hurt him worse than you and you will never forget the look in his eyes.

    June 12, 2015 at 7:21 am
  11. Pat Mayton

    If money can fix it, it isn’t a problem. The real problems in life can’t be fixed by money. Even if you don’t have the money it still isn’t a problem.

    June 12, 2015 at 7:14 am
  12. Edgar

    If your Yorkshire Pudding bounces down the road it’s probably not going to be very good. Also, not many people in Plains, Georgia try to make Yorkshire Pudding. For good reason.

    June 12, 2015 at 7:07 am
  13. karen s

    My dad was an avid coin collector. Each week night, we would drop our spare change into a canister on the kitchen counter. On Saturday mornings, Dad would spread the weekly bounty of coins out on the dining room table and spend hours mulling over them. One day I asked him why are pennies, nickels and dimes so important to you? He explained – it’s not the coins that are important. It’s having a hobby that is. You may be married someday and then you will understand the value of a hobby yourself. Dad – going into my 30th year of marriage I GET IT!!

    June 12, 2015 at 12:02 am
  14. Carla Hicks

    He always told me to have a good day (and if I could not have a good day, then mess it up for everyone else…lol).

    June 11, 2015 at 11:08 pm
  15. ALR

    When I was a kid and helping on the farm he told me that when herding a cow into the chute, stand firm and make yourself look big. He called this “heading”. He said a cow won’t run you over if you don’t act afraid.

    June 11, 2015 at 7:31 pm
  16. gmcl

    If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.

    June 11, 2015 at 5:09 pm
  17. mmcl

    Stay true to good principles and values.

    June 11, 2015 at 5:07 pm

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