Oh god! The logo is fluorescent green!Although there are, of course, covers which are truly funny. This is the case with Cerebral Engorgement's Shot Bong Suicide. We have a whole storyline with this one!
We have a protagonist, who goes to the toilet in the middle of the night to take a dump. He also brings along his trusty shotgun (What? Don't tell me you don't do the same thing.) After realizing that getting high, drunk and sedated is not helping with his explosive diarrhea, he does the sensible thing and gives his shotgun a blowjob.
I'm telling you, dude. You do not want that to ejaculate.
We have a protagonist, who goes to the toilet in the middle of the night to take a dump. He also brings along his trusty shotgun (What? Don't tell me you don't do the same thing.) After realizing that getting high, drunk and sedated is not helping with his explosive diarrhea, he does the sensible thing and gives his shotgun a blowjob.
I'm telling you, dude. You do not want that to ejaculate....Uhh... And then they lived happily ever after?
So, there you have it: gore, sexual innuendos and humor (a definite "maybe" there...). I could end this post here, but you know that I won't do that. If you have a life, you can stop reading here, because now I'm going to inquire about how the guy was able to pull the trigger, considering that his right shoulder is more than broken, and stuff like that. Yep. I'm gonna talk about the flaws in the story.
First, if the guy, let's call him Crappy, was getting high while taking a shit, he had to hide the weed somewhere from the cops. If you're following my train of thought, you will have realized by now that Crappy was smoking weed coated with food that had gone through his digestive system.
I'm not going to talk about the way that it is impossible for that eye to have flown in that path, because it's much more worrying that Crappy had not one, but two baby fetuses inside his cranium. Seriously. If he hadn't killed himself, it would have been just a matter of time before he had a reenactment of that scene from Alien in front of his very eyes. Literally.
In conclusion, I have to say that this gory story is full of shit. Again, literally.
So, there you have it: gore, sexual innuendos and humor (a definite "maybe" there...). I could end this post here, but you know that I won't do that. If you have a life, you can stop reading here, because now I'm going to inquire about how the guy was able to pull the trigger, considering that his right shoulder is more than broken, and stuff like that. Yep. I'm gonna talk about the flaws in the story.
First, if the guy, let's call him Crappy, was getting high while taking a shit, he had to hide the weed somewhere from the cops. If you're following my train of thought, you will have realized by now that Crappy was smoking weed coated with food that had gone through his digestive system.
I'm not going to talk about the way that it is impossible for that eye to have flown in that path, because it's much more worrying that Crappy had not one, but two baby fetuses inside his cranium. Seriously. If he hadn't killed himself, it would have been just a matter of time before he had a reenactment of that scene from Alien in front of his very eyes. Literally.
In conclusion, I have to say that this gory story is full of shit. Again, literally.
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