And the hits just keep on coming. I don’t specifically go out and hunt for weird stuff, somehow it just finds me. Last time on Weird Book of the Week, we pondered the age old question: How Green Were The Nazis? (It turns out that they were not as environmentally friendly as they claimed.) This time around, we’ll stick with the Nazi theme (indeed, Nazis seem to be a common theme amongst Weird Books/Movies of the week).
Many times, the hook for the weird thing of the week is purely visual. A book cover or poster or whatnot, but this time, it’s all about the title: Call Me Mumbles: Subcommandante Mumbles vs. The Dinosaur Nazis. I mean, you know right away if you want to read this story (which, actually, is only about 40 pages long, making it a short story or novelette or something like that). But if you were on the fence, this brief description might also help:
He expected boredom, or maybe a Taliban attack. He didn’t imagine Dinosaur Nazis. But then, who ever does?
Who indeed? But I get it, that’s a terse description, perhaps you’d like some sample awesome? Here are the first lines in the story:
Call me Mumbles. Why, you ask? Because I fucking told you to.
I was humping up this hill in shitbagistan; heavy load and thin air. I could hear the cherry private wheezing behind me. Wanted to tell him to stop fucking breathing, but it just wasn’t worth the effort.
If you’re not on board by now, I don’t think this is for you. Me? They had me at “Dinosaur Nazis” (or probably even just “Subcommandante”),