The Compulsive Muser

Chuck Palahniuk may not be everyone's cup of  tea. With him , it's obvious what you're about to read has to be gruesome and grotesque in some way or the other. The book opens with the scene, where Mr Tender Branson  is narrating all the melodies that have struck a note in his not so happening and morbid life to a black box of a plane gone out of control. Since all younger sons of the Creedish 'Death Cult' are destined to become house cleaner, half past the book you will be thoroughly entertained with the intricate description of the routine meticulously written in Mr Branson's daily planner. Who even assists people on their already depressed lives and convince then to commit suicide on his infamously running hotline. Story halfway through gets a romantic twist when tender falls deeper into confusion spending time with a psychic woman, who stays committed to him when he takes on the national television to become a media cult. That's when things spiral out of...

Nothing makes me feel better about writing this post than on a night of constipation. Though unpleasant as it may sound ahead but if you've been at the same place(sitting on that bottomless hole) unaware of the creep that will fall down below, you know what can be worse than 'shit happens'. Sometime ago, rather a long time ago when I learnt the side effects that mere Combiflame can create when ingested upon a night of shivering and waking up to a symptom less morning. Not until the horrifying visit to the bathroom around noon. I never refrain from looking at the 'bottomless hole' for some unknown reason I do refrain to investigate upon though. Anyhow the finding this time triggered my curiosity and horror simultaneously without any progression of a similar state into subconsciousness fortunately! A mass of black tar deposited in the canal, and with an instant the water gushed it down further into the depths of the 'bottomless hole'. The doctors were infor...