Talk about cold leftovers. "Darwin Awards #2" is as weak as most sequels to successful 'humour' books. I read the first volume aloud to my friend while on vacation - at one point he fell to the floor laughing. (I think it was the story about the sad sad man who clipped dozens of bunjee cords together and forgot that those cords do stretch. He leaped from a high place, and hit the ground like a rock. He died of course.)The first "Darwin Awards" was hysterical. Virtually all of this sequel is obvious filler that was rejected for the first edition. Interestingly, the focus of the second book shifts from seriously dull people doing idiotic things with predictable outcomes. It shifts to average people dying from too common bad luck. And that's not funny - just sad. This book left me cranky & paranoid.(If you do buy this version, I'd suggest ripping out the 4 or 5 funny entries and folding them into the first "Darwin Awards". I won't be waiting for a 3rd volume.