All I know about Chelsea Handler is that she's a comedian. I picked up her book off the discount table and found this:
Then a homeless man with a dog approached us and put his hand out. This happens to be something that I have a real problem with: homeless people with pets who approach you for food. How can they have the nerve to beg for food when they have a perfectly delicious dog standing right there? "Tell me when you're out of dog, buddy. Then we can talk about splitting a falafel."
It's funny, but funny in a horrifying way.