the fuck junky tres

By Hugh Mungus

4:13 AM. Fear was a blender, and the fuck junky was being thrashed through its blades.Buzzed by Janet planes, holed up in a repulsive Vegas motel room, tfj couldn't sleep. Sin City was brutal. The sex had been worthy of The Guinness Book of World Records. Survival in this urban sewer was something else, entirely. The homeless oozed from every nook and cranny; so, too, did the excessively rich. The former realized they were unpaid extras from The Walking Dead; the latter had no clue.Depleted uranium, Peak Oil, and a manned mission to Mars. What do these topics have to do with desert debauchery? Who cares? Nobody reads these books, so the fuck junky belches forth whatever veracity he desires.Akin to the fact we're all downwinders, we can all be whistleblowers, as well. Each one of us is a prisoner on this remote, cosmic looney bin. Who better to tell the tale of incarceration than the incarcerates, themselves?

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 1981102574
• ISBN13: 9781981102570
• Release Date: November 2017
• Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
• Length: 168 Pages
• Weight: 0.61 lbs.
• Dimensions: 8.5" x 0.4" x 5.5"