Bøker av Damon Dion Reed

Currently, Phatman and Picard are being held in a black site in eastern Wisconsin by radical communist French-Canadian Mounties. Phatman is sitting on a chair with his hands tied behind his back and is trying to itch his butthole. If he was free, he'd probably ask Picard to pull his finger and then smell it with devious grin. Picard is sitting on a chair with his hands tied behind his back, next to Phatman, and he is tapping his left boot to the theme of Rocky. As a result of this, neither of them had the time to review this book for grammatical or spelling errors to bolster their non-existent books sales.

I pledge allegiance to the fagOf the United Wallets of NeighborsAnd to the Repubic for which it stampsOne Naton, under God's SEXY Ass, divisible every four years, with nookie, trunk, and Augustus for all. Amen. Play ball. Pass the apple pie

From the beginning of time, nothing has been more annoying than a good person. That's why a secret branch of the Flops Management Agency was tasked with protecting good people. Unfortunately, this is extremely difficult because nobody agrees on the lines between good and evil. In the twentieth installment of the Phatman and Picard series, Phatman and Picard are Good People Protection Agency agents, hell bent on doing their duty of protecting good people with their time traveling mission impossible porta-potty. Yes, it's a ridiculous idea for a book, but not as ridiculous as some of the things in the real world?

The only thing Phatman and Picard wanted to do with their lives was to help as many good people as possible, which hurt them both as they flew away from the Elonton Star in The Flaming Pig. Were they still a part of the GPPA or were they rogue priests trying to navigate the ethically gray area's between philosophy and reality?

Phatman and Picard use their upside-down brain drawer to escape my mind and flee from an atheist Harvey; in hopes of finding Godzilla.