John Dies at the End

The web is known for bad fan-fiction (okay, using the adjective "bad" might be redundant). In general, the web is not the first place one would look for a gripping story. Thus, while clicking around a humor site, I was surprised to find a well-written novel-length humor/horror story.

The author is David Wong (a pseudonym), who besides writing humor pieces for pointless waste of time also write for National Lampoon magazine. You may know him as the author of the gamer manifesto.

Anyway, I highly enjoyed it and recommend it to all. An excerpt:

The base of the fountain was now hidden behind a seven-foot high circle of stacked body parts, the ice angel rising up from the center. The wigmosters gathered around the perimeter, facing inward, as if eager to see what was about to happen. I clenched my throat, filled my lungs until my diaphram pushed out against the gold-plated belt I was wearing, screeched,

"She's got eyes, that it seems to me,
reminds me of childhood memories,
where everything was as fresh as the bright blue skyyyy...eye...eye..."

The creatures spun our way, donned some very disappointed frowns, backed away.

"Brilliant!" Shouted Marconi. "You're really annoying them! Let's move!"

Classified under: fiction, humor, horror