I confess that I'm a sucker for odd book titles.
There's a sense of wonder: why did someone bother; but another side of me says that I should be open to new experiences. Sometimes that can be a good thing.
It raises existential questions: Should a person knit a sweater out of dog hair? Why would farting be good? What sort of crafts might be made out of pantyhose?
Are there delicious recipes that might be made from roadkill? Am I missing something from my life?
There's a book on Gay Bulgaria. Must be a fascinating read if I return to Varna or Plovdiv.
There is even a book entitled The Romance of Proctology. Fascinating reading for bum doctors.
I did not see these on the list; but there are book titles like Father Christmas Needs to Wee and Bondage for Beginners. I guess the latter one is illustrated.