Comedian Kathy Griffin’s new book hits shelves today, and we’re looking forward to reading it. Cause we haven’t yet. Read it. Sure, you’d think being dear friends with her ghost writer Robert Abele would have earned us an advanced copy, but no. The guy did nothing for us. And we mean nothing. He spent six months hanging out with Griffin, and he didn’t bother stealing us a pair of her panties, a lock of her hair or even her toenail clippings – how hard are those to get? Some friend.