Lit On Literature: Fan Girl Friday featuring John Dies at the End by David Wong!

John Dies at the End

by

NYT bestselling author and Cracked.com Executive Editor

David Wong

“Fred said, “Man, I think he’s gonna make a fuckin’ suit of human skin, using the best parts from each of us.” “Holy crap,” said John. “He’ll be gorgeous.” ― David Wong, John Dies at the End

Yes, John. Yes he will. Because you guys are fabulous.
This is just a small taste of the awesomeness that is John Dies at the End.

Now that Crissy and I have lulled you into a false sense of normalcy with our previous spotlights, we thought we'd shake things up a bit with one of our more unusual favorites.

We LOVE random. We LOVE crazy. We LOVE LOVE LOVE funny.

This book has at least double your daily recommended dose of each! Score!

Okay, so this book isn't for everyone. Obviously. But if you like to try new things or if you suspect that your love of books is as diverse as ours, then we say this one is most definitely worth your time!

"Our world," he said, "is far more advanced than yours. For reasons you'll understand shortly." A thin, bony, naked woman entered the room, carrying two small, white kittens. She sat one of the fluffy cats in my lap and stuffed the other down my shirt. She turned and left. "There," said the large man. "The kittens will make your sad go away.” ― David Wong, John Dies at the End

Amazon Description:

STOP. You should not have touched this flyer with your bare hands. NO, don't put it down. It's too late. They're watching you. My name is David Wong. My best friend is John. Those names are fake. You might want to change yours. You may not want to know about the things you'll read on these pages, about the sauce, about Korrok, about the invasion, and the future. But it's too late. You touched the book. You're in the game. You're under the eye. The only defense is knowledge. You need to read this book, to the end. Even the part with the bratwurst. Why? You just have to trust me.

The important thing is this: The drug is called Soy Sauce and it gives users a window into another dimension. John and I never had the chance to say no. You still do. I'm sorry to have involved you in this, I really am. But as you read about these terrible events and the very dark epoch the world is about to enter as a result, it is crucial you keep one thing in mind: None of this was my fault.

So pretty much, many times during this book you will be like:

“Keep driving," said a soft voice in my ear. "She will not bite if you keep driving." Fuck that. Fuck that idea like the fucking Captain of the Thai Fuck Team fucking at the fucking Tour de Fuck.” ― David Wong, John Dies at the End