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Friday, March 8, 2013

Chill with a free copy of Ice Cream Man!!!

That's right, my friends, family and country mens and womens, ICE CREAM MAN is on sale for free from today, March 8, until Tuesday, March 12. Download your free copy now and help me reach the masses. Please share this post and help me rise above the single digits during this great piece of literary shit's promotional period! Much love to all of y'all!

In 1984 three boys shot and killed an ice cream man in an attempted robbery. But instead of being charged with murder, the boys were made heroes for stopping the Pussy Willow Maniac.

They thought it was over, that they were safe. The Pussy Willow Maniac was dead and buried. But now, 28 years later, the Ice Cream Man has returned from the dead to serve the boys their just desserts.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

New story about a dude trying to look like a woman trying to looke like a man now up on the Strange Edge. It's killing, check that shit out to the out out!!!

I'm pleased to announce my latest sleazy creation "Lady Looks Like a Dude But is Really A Dude Trying to Look Like a Lady" has found a home at the Strange Edge and is ready for your viewing pleasure.

It's about a lost soul trying to get by in the cruel, cruel world. Not really. It's about a fucking sociopath! Hope you enjoy it.

Friday, March 1, 2013

Run, Teddy Bear, Run now available!

Get your copy at Amazon.com for only 99 cents! 

For over a decade the Teddy Bear Killer terrorized Camp Tittycock, killing countless numbers of campers in gruesome and bizarre ways, until the camp decided to close down. Once the doors shut and the campers quit coming, the killings stopped, and the TBK trail went cold. It was always assumed that the killer had died or been incarcerated on other charges.

Now, 20 years later, the camp is reopening and the killer has decided to come out of retirement. Unfortunately for the Teddy Bear Killer, killing campers ain’t what it used to be. The hunter is about to become the hunted.

Also included in Run Teddy Bear Run is an excerpt of Kitty's Revenge.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

A Busy Week in the Life of a Lazy M.F.

Dear Partnas in Crime:

Man, I been scrambling lately. Scrambling at the motel to paint the walls and watch the womens in the pool, and scrambling with my writing career.

I marked some recent milestones:

1. I had my first on air interview at the Funky Werepig. I was a little drunk, so I say some pretty nonsensical shit at times. You can check that shit out here:

2. Points in Case piked yo boy's column up for syndication. That's right, once a week I'm gonna be writing my tales of love, adventure and heartbreak.

3. Bad Billy sold it's 20th copy. The Ice Cream Man being made into a motion picture by me and my boy Willie B. We currently filming near Hardee's.

4. I re-released one of the nastiest short stories ever written, and it's available for free until Sunday on Amazon.com. "Bitch Gone Crazy in the Attic" is an adult story. You can download that motherfucker for free right here:

Until next, time, much love!

Jimmy James Pudge, M.F.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Ice Cream Man free on Amazon, June 15-16

Get Ice Cream Man for free!

Dear Partnas in Crime,

This literary masterpiece or horrible book, depending on your tastes, will be free today and tomorrow on Amazon.com. So download this shit before it melts!


In 1984 three boys shot and killed an ice cream man in an attempted robbery. But instead of being charged with murder, the boys were made heroes for stopping the Pussy Willow Maniac.

They thought it was over, that they were safe. The Pussy Willow Maniac was dead and buried.But now the Ice Cream Man has returned from Hell to serve the boys their just desserts.

Rave Reviewz for Ice Cream Man

"Damn, Jimmy, this manuscript smells like you had it hid up your asshole."
--Offica Allen, Jimmy's porbation officer

"Get the fuck out my face, motherfucker."
--Little Hammer Time

"I'll have to read that book one day, Jimmy."
--Jimmy's new girlfriend he picked up at the Chevron Station and took to eat at the Cracker Barrel the other night.

"It's clear from this garbage you have sociopathic tendencies
--Jimmy's psychologist, Dr. Fred.

"Which one is Ice Cream Man?"
--Willie B., Jimmy's illustrator.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Giving that blogging shit a try

Dear Partnas in Crime,

Jimmy going to try and do some blogging. I ain't never done no blogging before, so it feels really fucking weird, like the first time you try smoking a cigarette or having sex with a stranger. I'm a keep this post short, cause this is only an experiment.

I'd like to update you on my new work, "50 Shades of Greasy." The first draft has been returned by my editor, and so far everything looks very promising. I should have this book out by the beginning of next month if not sooner.

Here's is an excerpt. Hope you enjoy!

50 Shades of Greasy
“I need you to spank me,” she said, lifting her booty up off the bed.
I slapped her on the butt with my hand.
I slapped her again, with more force. With more passion.
She moaned. “I need it even harder,” she said.
I started pounding at that ass like a punching bag, and she buried her face in her pillow, moans of pleasure escaping.
I could feel myself getting winded. It was getting hard to breath and sweat was rolling down my forehead, stinging my eyeballs. I quit punching and leaned over the bed, panting.
“I need you to keep going,” she said, lifting her head up out the pillow.
“Jesus,” I said. “You for real?”
“You hit like a pussy,” she growled.
I stood up, walked to the corner of the room and got my wooden Louisville Slugger.
“You sure you want this shit?” I asked.
“Give it to me, pussy,” she grunted.
I got in my stance, pulled back and whipped that bat right onto that ass. There was a loud smack, and the bat cracked.
Quitta looked back at me, her face flushed, strands of blond hair falling over her huge ass forehead. “Now it’s my turn, motherfucker,” she said.