The limerick form, we are told, originated with the Greeks. The popular enhancement of the form, however, came about through its extensive usage by English authors.Limericks have been known to come in a number of varieties: risqu, suggestive and perfectly clean but not quite as humorous.The author of this volume of limericks has blended all of these varieties into a collage of social commentary and fancy titillating, all designed to amuse you and hopefully, bring a smile to your cheeks, wherever they are

Mixing sarcasm and humor with facts and current events, 'Democrats Invade Mars' follows in the footsteps of Stephen Guy Hardin's previous works, 'Commies on Parade' and 'If Being a Conservative Were Easy There Wouldn't Be Any Liberals' as it attempts to peel back yet another layer of the various and nefarious schemes of the American Left and the Democrat Party.

It has been said that the eyes are the windows to one's soul. Poetry to me is like a snapshot of ones soul, freezing a moment in time, creating a picture that means different things to different people, evoking unique feelings for the individual reader. Etched into your beings fiber are those moments that shape you. I believe it is good to revisit those that you have stored, the pleasant, the painful and the... Observing where we came from, remembering auspicious beginnings can affect the future giving strength to rise to any challenge that life's crazy ride might throw at you. So, I titled this collection of poems with an Irish proverb, which derives its strength from its simplicity.

Greg Milow has spent twelve years of his life next to his beautiful girlfriend. Only one detail clouds the blissfulness of his experience: she is a total psychopath. When he leaves for a company retreat, she mistrusts his intentions and embarks on a road trip to follow him, unleashing a weekend of raving madness. Help me get rid of my psycho girlfriend is an action-packed comedy filled with eccentric characters, laugh-out-loud situations, and the thrilling menace of romance. A novel that, once you have started it, you won't be able to put down until the end.

The UK's answer to Maupin's, Tales of the City.' Cloud Nine takes us on a brave, breathless and bawdy romp through a world of gutsy glamorous drag queens, and cut throat gangsters. When the world has turned its back on you, there is one place you can go to find family, Cloud Nine. The newest nightclub on London's South Bank and the epi-centre of a new purposely built gay village. Its creator, one time international drag star Trixie Lix; queen of the village and Momma to all that work there. There's Tye from Birmingham, the thirty something manager who's starting a new life after the homophobic murder of his life partner. Then we have Alf a six foot, Afro-Caribbean lovesick doorman. We also marvel at the ageing foul mouthed cleaner, Joan, who is fiercely protective over her friends and the family at Cloud Nine. The latest of the Cloud Nine family is Mickey, a troubled teenager trapped by his gangster father, Jimmy Loney, into a life of violent crime and sexual abuse. We also get to meet the sharp wit of Lady Alice Nana Love' Lovett, the anti-establishment Lady of Little Munch, and her vengeful niece Lady Victoria. Families can be formed in the most unusual of places, Trixie and her family at Cloud Nine take us on an explosively funny journey, with more plot than a vegetable garden, their story will make you laugh and cry, but will definitely make you want to visit....

This volume highlights humour's crucial role in shaping historical re-visions of the long nineteenth century, through modes ranging from subtle irony, camp excess, ribald farce, and aesthetic parody to blackly comic narrative games. It analyses neo-Victorian humour's politicisation, its ideological functions and ethical implications across varied media, including fiction, drama, film, webcomics, and fashion. Contemporary humour maps the assumed distance between postmodernity and its targeted nineteenth-century referents only to repeatedly collapse the same in a seemingly self-defeating nihilistic project. This collection explores how neo-Victorian humour generates empathy and effective socio-political critique, dispensing symbolic justice, but also risks recycling the past's invidious ideologies under the politically correct guise of comic debunking, even to the point of negating laughter itself. "This rich and innovative collection invites us to reflect on the complex and various deployments of humour in neo-Victorian texts, where its consumers may wish at times that they could swallow back the laughter a scene or event provokes. It covers a range of approaches to humour utilised by neo-Victorian writers, dramatists, graphic novelists and filmmakers - including the deliberately and pompously unfunny, the traumatic, the absurd, the ribald, and the frankly distasteful - producing a richly satisfying anthology of innovative readings of 'canonical' neo-Victorian texts as well as those which are potential generic outliers. The collection explores what is funny in the neo-Victorian and who we are laughing at - the Victorians, as we like to imagine them, or ourselves, in ways we rarely acknowledge? This is a celebration of the parodic playfulness of a wide range of texts, from fiction to fashion, whilst offering a trenchant critique of the politics of postmodern laughter that will appeal to those working in adaptation studies, gender and queer studies, as well as literary and cultural studies more generally." - Prof. Imelda Whelehan, University of Tasmania, Australia

Are you single? Divorced or widowed, perhaps? Are you having your second, third, or fourth go at soul mate searching? Me too Do you look around at paired-up peeps and wonder why you haven't been picked yet? Or, as I have learned, do you acknowledge the happy couple and snicker silently because you know where they're heading? In the eight years since my divorce, I've gone on hundreds of dates. Now, I could consider that a problem, which I should have taken responsibility for after failure, say, number twenty. On the other hand, I can see it as a natural process for someone with such discerning tastes. Either way, if I don't vent about my struggle I'm going to cramp up and need a new jacket and rubber walls. So, come with me on my little journey here in my sixth book on the subject. (There's no end in sight.) I must warn you that I enjoy swearing and writing about sex. You're going to see the F-word quite a few times in the following pages. If that ultra-flexible word is going to leave a bruise, put the fucking book down now. If it tickles you, follow me into hell in a wine bottle.