Why did I pick this, you ask? This is a rhetorical question, yes? Have you read the blurb? *snort* I should be called Hilarity Ensues. Oh, wait I think that’s taken.
Author: Andrew May
Publisher: JMS Books
Rating: 4 out of 5 Stars
From the Publisher
When the Celestial Jade Phallus of Poontang is stolen from Glastonbury University, it looks like a perfect case for super-talented relic hunter Inga Seliger, except she’s tied up with other work. She reluctantly delegates the task of retrieving the purloined phallus to her sidekick Euclid Vole, a sex-obsessed student with a penchant for dressing up as a woman.
Euclid’s first clue leads him to an all-female establishment called Sister Sappho’s Mystic Mall, where the suspects include a feminist bookworm, a man-hating witch, and a muscle-bound body-piercer. Then the action shifts to a strangely secretive Tibetan temple in a sleazy backstreet. The action in question is of the men-only kind, so when Inga joins the case, it’s her turn to indulge in some cross-dressing.
Will Inga and Euclid succeed in retrieving the Celestial Jade Phallus of Poontang? Will Inga get a chance to use her finely-honed martial arts skills? And will Euclid manage to score with Inga … or with anyone else, for that matter?
DISCLAIMER: IF YOU DO NOT POSSESS A SENSE OF HUMOR AND/OR ARE EASILY OFFENDED, YOU WILL NOT LIKE THIS.
I, however, chuckled and choked through entire thing. I kept imagining Ricky Gervais reading this to me. Well, maybe I wanted Ricky Gervais’ laugh through this thing. I laughed IN PUBLIC at some of the double entendres.
Ninjas. Cross dressing hyper horny college students. Odd ceremonial rituals. A giant jade phallus.
That’s been stolen! *gasp*
I want to say it’s a spoof of what I have no idea and, frankly, I don’t really care. A stab in the dark guess is Indiana Jones divided by The Golden Child. Pretty much everyone and everything is fair game for lampooning, hence the disclaimer. The caper is trifling. The one-liners are cackle worthy. The characters are farcical. Nonsensical acts happen regularly. It’s a giant tub of fun.
If the title alone doesn’t indicate the sheer farfetchedness that is The Purloined Phallus, let me help you out. It’s a campy parody that in no way is meant to be taken seriously. No. Way.
It was so much fun. Words cannot articulate. If you’re in need of a laugh, The Purloined Phallus should do the trick.
Where to Buy
I would like to thank JMS Books for providing me with a copy of this book in exchange for my honest opinion.
I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.
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