
Literary Picks for Perverts
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THE WORLD OF MR. SATANISM VS.
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By Jere Cunningham (1978)
This starts out pretty bad. The writing is almost as stiff as me when I'm watching Hannah Montana, and it's especially awful when people talk because everything anyone says is redundant, moronic, or completely incomprehensible. For example, during one conversation the main guy's boss at the insane asylum says: "We pride ourselves on a four-to-one staff to inmate ratio, or less." and; "Read and study these in my secretary's office. Leave them with him when you feel familiar with them, then return them to my secretary to be locked away." Maybe you should consider paying a sixth grader to proofread next time, jackass. Fortunately, the cat who wrote this apparently realized what a bag of shit it was turning into, because halfway through things pick up considerably. Not only is some crazy bitch astral projecting people to death, but the main guy becomes an even bigger prick than he was initially (no mean feat), his wife - who spent the whole book up to this point worrying about whether she's a good mom or not - decides to do blow while her little boy is right in the next room, and the aforementioned boss turns out to be a sex-crazed hag who bangs her male secretary right there in her nuthouse office. Don't get me wrong, the book is still kinda dumb, but at least now it's hilariously out of control instead of just boring and annoying. Later still there's incest, a hospital brawl where a doctor's fingers get bitten off, rape, and a part where a ghost visits the little boy via TV set (just like the movie Poltergeist, except this book came out first). All in all it's a pretty solid recovery; the only real problem with the second half is the little boy. See, we're supposed to be all scared because the ghost is mainly after him, but he thinks the ghost is his friend so he keeps playing dumb and being all patronizing whenever the subject comes up. Who takes shit like that from a little kid? If my kid gave me that kind of attitude I would beat his fucking ass until he was a ghost himself. That'd learn the little cocksucker.
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YOU don't have to PUT UP with the HIP.