At 41, Reed Marlin-Canadian comic, road dog, and longtime avoider of anything ending in "oscopy"-gets a letter from Alberta Health. Not a bill. Not a summons. Just a friendly little reminder that it's time to book a colonoscopy.What follows is a hilarious, honest, and disturbingly relatable journey through prep drinks, paper-thin gowns, hospital hallways, and the quiet panic of aging out of invincibility. With dry wit and open-hearted exasperation, Razor guides readers through the absurdity of modern medicine, male ego, and public health pamphlets that pretend this whole thing is "comfortable."This isn't a self-help book.This isn't a wellness guide.This is a middle-aged man with a microphone and a mildly inflamed colon, telling the truth so you don't have to.Whether you've already had the scope, are dreading the letter, or just want to know what happens when dignity and diagnostics collide-this book is for you.If Stuart McLean wrote about Gatorade-fuelled bathroom marathons, it'd sound a lot like this.