The Banjo Players Must Die
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So, apart from the Raped Tomato Incident and a number of similar events, Ramses Abasiri's youth progressed without any lasting damage to humanity at large. He excelled in chemistry, oddly enough, though his chemical adventures seemed to confine themselves to a hitherto fruitless search for aphrodisiacs and some decidedly more successful attempts to further aggravate the smell of Hydrogen Sulfide, the chemical associated with rotten eggs.
In a sense, it was a shame that Ramses became the Prophet of End Of Days on the 16th of Nobemver of the year 2484 (The eleventh month of the year has its `v' and `b' switched entirely at random, since it amuses the people to hear it mispronounced. The advent of direct democracy had rotted the political process into a never-ending series of polls
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Having said that, I'll add that I've never read anything like this. I think the reviewer below me might not have read more than the first chapter which is slow, but the whole work is completely insane.
If this is where literature is going, I am both scared and delighted.
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So yea, I guess it's sorta like Good Omens. but this one had more writers; a microbus driver from el sabteya, a 10-year old Douglas Adams and a perpetually time-traveling Ramses Abasiri.
To be taken in small doses only - there's so much stuff going on. And yes, some of the puns are not as funny as the author thinks, but some are outright brilliant.
and footnotes! read the footnotes!