Dark Humor Satire

Is there a shopping cart where you were about to park and so now, you have to get out of your car to move it or look for another spot? Is your neighbor driving you nuts again? Did your leisurely drive end up aggravating you because it seems no one knows how to drive? Can't get out of the elevator because everyone is rushing in? The reality is the world has changed. We are more self-absorbed than ever, and technology has caused us to pay less attention to our surroundings, if not each other.

Imagine James and the Giant Peach, only instead of a giant peach it's a genetic abomination, an unholy hulk of agonized flesh that should not be...and instead of a small boy sharing a jolly adventure with a group of anthropomorphic insects, there is a mindless killing machine on a nightmare voyage through an ecological hell with a group of horrifying freaks! Torture in the name of science! A plastic island inhabited by mutant sea monkeys! Pollution kaiju! A retelling of a beloved children's classic sure to have the original author spinning in his grave!

Darren Carver is vain, selfish, ambitious, corrupt, hedonistic, insincere, and a disgusting lowlife human. He is also your HR director. And your boss. He does not just hate you - he hates everyone. He does not embrace the corporate values. He would rather eat his own vomit than do that; in fact, he would rather eat your vomit. And the female HR director Catrina Carver is the same, if not worse.

In this second volume of his memoirs, Johnny describes how he infiltrated a dangerous gang of "activists" and thwarted a plot to carry out a series of attacks in the UK. We also learn more about Johnny Two Kebabs "the man" as opposed to just the public figure. We gain more insight into Johnny's "inner journey", as well his "outer journey" when he describes his experience of partaking of the "Kebab Of Truth". Johnny reveals more of his true self in this volume and he invites you to join him in eating the "Kebab Of Truth".

Der erste Schelmenroman der Weltliteratur als Hörbuch. Jedes Mal, wenn Lazarillo einen seiner Herren verlässt, weil er es nicht mehr bei ihm aushält, kommt er vom Regen in die Traufe. Ist der erste grausam und geizig, lässt der zweite ihn fast verhungern. Und als er endlich einen findet, der wie ein Edelmann aussieht, stellt sich heraus, dass dieser in Wirklichkeit noch mehr Hunger leidet als er selbst. Also muß Lázaro auch noch für seinen Herren betteln gehen, der sich am Ende aber nicht einmal dankbar erweist.

Satan, fallen angel, chief devil, and ruler of Hell seems to have everything: immortality, a kingdom, cool superpowers, and lots of minions to grovel at his feet. So why isn’t he happy? Simple. Satan wants more. He’s just not sure, though, what “more” even means in his case.

The Holy Bible, according to Matt Shaw. Taking the popular stories from the Bible and giving them a horror twist, this book is not intended to be used as a way of preaching your beliefs. God would probably frown down upon such usage, but if you wanted to put your feet up and chuckle along with some dark humor, then God would surely approve. For fans of the original book, this isn't for you. You won't like this. Don't listen to it. Don't be mad at me for writing it, though because, if you think about it, I am still getting the important stories out there. Kind of.

Gundolf, der Sohn des Gutsherrn Jayden-Fynn, zweifelt an seinem Verstand, als man ihm offenbart, dass sein alter Vater noch einmal heiraten will. Und als wäre dies nicht schon genug, muss es auch noch Klotilde sein, Gundolfs Ex-Freundin. Was für eine Schmach. Nach einem unfassbar tief gehenden Streit sieht Gundolf keine andere Möglichkeit mehr, als dem Gutshof für immer den Rücken zu kehren.

It is a matter of received wisdom that people are so much more than the sum of their parts. However, in the vast majority of cases, this is simply not true. Never fear; medical science has discovered a solution to the problem and in conjunction with certain corporate backers, a new company has burst into the market that has completely reevaluated the sum of your parts.

In this book, the third volume of the satirical epic poem The Trumpiad, Martin Rowe delves into the tumultuous final year of the 2010s, including the denouement of the Mueller Report, the emergence of the Ukraine conspiracy, and the sundry and daily outrages committed by the President of the United States and his colleague in disruption in the United Kingdom.

Rowe plumbs the depths and details the degradations that, with disturbing consistency, characterized the second year of the administration of the 45th president of the United States, as they had the first. From Melania to Stormy Daniels, Vladimir Putin to Kim Jong-un, Robert Mueller to Omarosa, The Trumpiad invades the consciousnesses of the many characters who inhabited or infected the swamp, and offers a withering satirical take on the state of our politics.

In this audiobook, the second volume of the satirical epic poem The Trumpiad, Martin Rowe plumbs the depths and details the degradations that, with disturbing consistency, characterized the second year of the administration of the 45th president of the US, as they had the first. From Melania to Stormy Daniels, Vladimir Putin to Kim Jong-un, Robert Mueller to Omarosa, The Trumpiad invades the consciousnesses of the many characters who inhabited or infected the swamp and offers a withering satirical take on the state of our politics.

Every year, on the anniversary of the death of 1980s prime minister Margaret Thatcher, the elderly residents of State Retirement Home SY-379 hold a festival of celebration. Balloons and bunting go up, raucous punk music is played, memories are relived by those who still have all their faculties, and a good time is had by all. With the 30th anniversary of Thatcher’s death coming up in just a few weeks, Colin Baxter decides to make this year’s Thatcher Day something to be remembered. He contacts octogenarian punk band Sick Bastard and books them to play live at the retirement home, promising to pay them in free beer.

This comic novel, told in epistolary fashion as a sequence of exchanged letters, presents pornographer "Guy LaDouche" retreating to the wilderness with the hope of solitude and concentration to write his next book under a looming deadline. Instead of peace, he finds harassment and distraction from his publisher, his old girlfriend, and an angry father convinced that LaDouche's last novel, featuring a genuine nymphomaniac, was based on the man's daughter.

When a pile of sh!t from space lands near a renowned filmmaker’s set, inspiration strikes. Take a journey up a cosmic mountain of excrement with the director and his film crew as they ascend into madness led only by their own vanity and obsession. This is a nightmare about creation. This is a dream about poop. This is a call to arms against vowels.

Neues vom Meister der kurzen Form. Franz Hohler kehrt zu jener Form zurück, die ihn berühmt gemacht hat, nämlich zu kurzen Geschichten, in denen er von einem alltäglichen Leben erzählt, das sich von seinen grotesken, schrecklichen, lustigen, unterhaltsamen und meist abgründigen Seiten zeigt.

After a failed petition to change his career, Bill, the local pottery maker and town drunk, is coerced by his neighbors and king to join an expedition to hunt down and slay a mighty dragon that plagues their village.

Barnabas Jack lived a simple life as an ordinary Japanese salaryman. Life was good in his suburban utopia, until he died, of course. Imagine his surprise when he opened his eyes to a middle-aged male goddess who had given him the gift of reincarnation to new worlds. But there was one catch: Whatever killed him the past life is what he became in the next. With this knowledge, Barnabas Jack embarks on a personal journey to die at the hands of a cute girl or a handsome man. But for now, he'll just have to settle with being a car.

If I were evil, I wouldn’t start a cult. I’d start a sales company. And I’d build it from the ground up using exploitation, manipulation, and psychological warfare. But I wouldn’t call it that. I’d call it “growth.” “Opportunity.” “Hustle.” If I Were Evil is the ultimate anti-guide—a satire that sounds like a how-to for building a modern-day cult disguised as a sales team. Based on real-life experiences from inside the system, this book walks you step-by-step through the tactics, traps, and twisted incentives that turn rookies into revenue and loyalty into leverage.

This is the second novella in the series Donald Trump: Necromancer. It is a work of political parody and therefore protected by the first amendment. This novella follows the progress of vampire folk singer Phil Ochs and the scientist Magnus along with their allies Aiko the were-panda, a druid, and an incredibly strong Good Old Boy named Zeus as they attempt to stop the evilest president in history who also happens to be a necromancer.