His relationship with the insane fuckup that is Askew is really moving at times. Grundish is my new favourite character… ever. What an awesome book! Really, really gross, very violent and really really gross. So sit down, put on some protective goggles, and get ready for Carbuncle to blast you in the face with a warm load of fictitious sickness. Reverend Lance Carbuncle is going to kick you square in the balls and send you on a wild ride that may or may not answer the following questions: what happens when two white trash, trailer park-dwelling, platonic life partners go on a moronic and misdirected crime spree? can their manly love for each other endure when one of them suffers a psychological bitch-slap that renders him a homicidal maniac? will a snaggletoothed teenage prostitute tear them apart? what is the best way to use a dead illegal alien to your advantage in a hostage situation? what’s that smell? and, what the hell is Alf the Sacred Burro coughing up? Carbuncle’s latest offering, Grundish and Askew, ponders these troubling questions and more. What da cover says: Strap on your athletic cup and grab a barf bag.
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