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eraserheadpress.com)This hillbilly-exploitation novella features moonshine swilling, two-headed pig farming, outhouse dwelling, hicks who have ridiculous adventures where they are soaked in rains of death toads and deal with lunacy. It's fun and freaky, and the florid language is a hoot, but I must say it's kind of disappointing that despite being exquisitely crazy and bizarre it's not really filthy or depraved in any way. Goldfarb, despite being a Slow Poisoner, seems to be too pure of heart to truly exploit, to truly deliver nasty scumminess that a black-hearted public wants from their exploitation material. But despite being a poor pornographer, Goldfarb may one day be the weirdest children's book author ever, and the genius who finds the perfect rhymes for"cannibal," "pig poop," and "naked hillbilly." BTW, please visit the publusher's website to see a booklist you will not believe exists!
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