What the Hell Did I Just Read (John Dies at the End, #3)

by David Wong

“His brain was hit with a neuron scrambler and his entire upper body was crushed by an SUV. He won’t be back on duty until later this afternoon.”

the best comparison I can offer is if you opened your fridge to realize something was rotten in there, then when you opened the cheese drawer, you found a photo of your mother fucking a Dalmatian.

Tell me you didn’t grow up thinking everyone’s house had a distinct smell but that yours was somehow odorless.

Anyway, that’s why I sat down and wrote a novel that, at one point, features a man shooting another man with a makeshift dildo gun.