I for the most part quite enjoyed this story. I liked the twist on the grand old hero tale, and actually found the tangents fairly interesting, if overly used. The side stories about the tired warrior uncle and the chickens especially gave a depth to the main character. Also, loved some of the metaphors and descriptions; comparing a broken chamber pot to plate armor? So awesome. Tiny farting lizards? Why yes, please tell me more. I thought the ending was cathartic and a good choice, but with so much time given to the main character, other character actions and demises did not have quite the heavy impact I think the author was hoping for.
The downside of this story was how, shall I say, flabby it is. There were a lot of extra things that just seemed to drag the rest of the story down that would have been an easy cut. For example, the guy in the lake? Just seemed unnecessary. (A separate note on the lake guy; took me a rewind to even realize that he died. It didn't seem very clear to me, and it should've been, seeing how much time the author spent on him. Also, I'm not an outdoorsman by any means, but I don't really see how jumping in a lake with a soft bottom kills you. Kinda seems like you'd just get messy feet.)
I loved the narrator. He had these nice subtle changes between characters. I found him easy to listen to, and thought he captured the tired-ness and world weariness of the main character quite well. He managed to make sounding uninterested in a task really engaging. Impressive.
One thing I didn't quite like; none of the female characters had names, from what I remember. All the males, even insignificant ones, got to be called something, but none of the ladies. (I might be wrong, but I was listening for it, specifically, for the last half of the story, once I got thinking about it.) Just an odd choice that rubbed me the wrong way.