Hung Hounds is simply good fun, and it doesn’t try to be anything other than good fun. This book’s not the sort of thing I’d usually read, but I’ll try anything once, and boy, does this story rollercoaster along with a fast paced fury of nonsense and sex crazed mayhem that never stops! I’m sure that fans of weird-pulp-porn-gore-bizarro fiction will love this. 'Hulk Hogan running wild on your dick?' That's extra classic, ha ha ha! And I assure you, guys, you've not just read a spoiler. You need to say which one feels like Hulk Hogan is running wild on your dick. In each one, you’ll feel something different brush over your penis. “Kickstand, take out that long rod of yours and stick it in each hole in the three doors before you. “Alright, so here goes,” De’Mon continues. I mean, where else in the literary universe could you possibly ever encounter this statement: Hung Hounds moves on at seemingly an endless fast-forward, switching scenes at a scary pace that threatens to pulp the brain with its sheer creativity and profusion of unforgettable characters and images. It's just fun, fun, fun-totally unpredictable fun. in many places it's better than good even.

Bizarre? Even more definitely.Īh so.just when you think you're getting the better of this weird story, you're taken somewhere even stranger.

Just imagine being stoned in a goooood way. I’ll just say that it’s a very bad idea to wear a tribble costume around a bunch of hung hounds and leave it at that.Īn utterly trippy book, one that leaps from scene to scene like a monkey skipping across tree branches. There’s no way I can explain the plot and I’m not even going to try. There are hounds from another dimension, warty dwarves, a monkey in a wedding dress, mer-people, a man-sized tribble costume and a whole lot more packed in here. It was bat shit crazy, kind of gross in parts and a little too heavy on the non-stop action side for my personal taste. I usually have trouble finishing bizarro books because they’re too far out there for me but this one stayed grounded with some fun humor that kept me reading. Fortunately you soon find a few other misfits and are off on a mission to find a statue and save the world! You probably shouldn't have eaten so many hot wings but it looks like they may have saved your life this time around! So as these hounds are busy eating faces and humping legs (and other things) with their giant doggie parts, you are left stumbling about trying to figure out exactly what the hell happened. While you were away, the earth has been plagued by demonic hounds. Imagine this, if you will, you don’t feel so hot and step into the rest room to take care of business.

Hung Hounds by Donald Armfield