Can of Worms by ML Bushman
Eek, a non-standalone story!

Eek, a non-standalone story!

Creaky clichés, bafflingly obtuse protagonists, and absurd setups.

Death’s back, baby, and he’s still running on autopilot.

The Crypt Keeper is now your Sunday school teacher lecturing you like a nag,

Or how I learned to fear conversation.

Two idiots ask a local goddess to make them be completely honest with one another. Guess what happens next.

Well, its short length is its biggest strength.

This should come with a warning label: “May Cause Uncontrollable Laughter”.

If only a real-life smalltown is as uneventful and nice as the one here.

Even the publisher doesn’t seem to know why this book exists.
