Spanking the Children of Paradise and Other Travel Tales of Cosmic Despair
Fiction & Literature, Essays & Letters, Essays, Nonfiction, Travel
| Author: | Bad Mike | ISBN: | 9781311488114 |
| Publisher: | Bad Mike | Publication: | November 18, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Bad Mike |
| ISBN: | 9781311488114 |
| Publisher: | Bad Mike |
| Publication: | November 18, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Dirty little girls are to be found on remote tropical islands. These are not adorable and vulnerable waifs; they are elfin menaces, diminutive, scruffy stumps eagerly awaiting the arrival of a solitary traveler, rudely demanding money and chocolates and, when inevitably rebuffed, resort to throwing rocks. Their aim is uncanny. Headshots are the norm. There is little to like about dirty, little girls. Infer what you will.
Spanking happens too. But this collection of stories is not about spanking. Although a bum slapping tomb would be a delightful addition to any library. The spanking occurs during the epic battle between a contingent of truncheon wielding Indian police officers and a large gaggle of flower children, hippies, if you must, held sway under the dulcet vibrations of Momma Earth's herbs and magical mushrooms. And, yes, even hula hoop girls are spanked, their tender bottoms rendered pink and blue.
These are travel tales of cosmic despair told by a once mild and timid fellow, self-exiled by penury,now gone bad, a loose cannon on the good ship Lollypop.
Some of these tales may cause you to snort your cappuccino through your nose. You might even pee your pants. We cannot take responsibility for whatever mishaps might result from reading these stories.
Kindly accept our sincere apologies in advance.
The Editors,
Hooptedoodle Press
Dirty little girls are to be found on remote tropical islands. These are not adorable and vulnerable waifs; they are elfin menaces, diminutive, scruffy stumps eagerly awaiting the arrival of a solitary traveler, rudely demanding money and chocolates and, when inevitably rebuffed, resort to throwing rocks. Their aim is uncanny. Headshots are the norm. There is little to like about dirty, little girls. Infer what you will.
Spanking happens too. But this collection of stories is not about spanking. Although a bum slapping tomb would be a delightful addition to any library. The spanking occurs during the epic battle between a contingent of truncheon wielding Indian police officers and a large gaggle of flower children, hippies, if you must, held sway under the dulcet vibrations of Momma Earth's herbs and magical mushrooms. And, yes, even hula hoop girls are spanked, their tender bottoms rendered pink and blue.
These are travel tales of cosmic despair told by a once mild and timid fellow, self-exiled by penury,now gone bad, a loose cannon on the good ship Lollypop.
Some of these tales may cause you to snort your cappuccino through your nose. You might even pee your pants. We cannot take responsibility for whatever mishaps might result from reading these stories.
Kindly accept our sincere apologies in advance.
The Editors,
Hooptedoodle Press
