Gross . . . but where's the Filling?

SNAKE JAW by Andrew Gallacher (2010 LegumeMan Books / 84 pp. / tp)
Gallacher's debut novelette is basically a cross between the 1973 mutant snake film, 'Ssssss' and 'the Human Centipede.' Some low life dishwasher sells a drug-addicted co-worker to a couple of demented doctors who are bent on creating a race of women who could satisfy all their sexual needs. While this is a disgusting, extreme take on the mad doctor theme, seasoned horror fans have seen this all before.
Gallacher manages to add some humor in-between the gross-outs, but unless you like your horror ultra-dark you'll probably walk away depressed and feeling like you need a shower.