The Adventures of Sarchasmo V. Mr. Whiteprick and the Good ol’ Romantics

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The Adventures of Sarchasmo V. Mr. Whiteprick and the Good ol’ Romantics

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“Best evacuate your bladder before sitting down to read this one. It’s that funny.” –Callie Press


The Indie World is Out of Whack Again and Sarchasmo is Back to Mete Out Fair Justice.

And you know that when he gets to doling out retribution all the ladies giggle. This one features a villain more villainous than any Lex Luther or Joker. This one suffers from an insidiously evil stench. Sniff!

Sarchasmo has been hired by the Obsessive Cherry Blossom as she feels slighted by being tossed eViolently from her favorite group of eWriters. This smutpunk transgender revenge tale follows some disgruntled writers, a band of missed commas gone rogue, and a loincloth wearing savage as they find the illustrious Mr. Whiteprick looking for blood.

Remember, luvies, when ‘Slappicus starts apportioning justice, bad muhfuckers better watch out!

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In stormed Cockslappicus in his gilded codpiece like he was the head of the Spanish Inquisition. No, that’s culturally insensitive. In stormed Cockslappicus in a loin cloth with a blow dart and thwwwaaackkkkkkk! The blowdart hit the wall behind Mr. Whiteprick.

“This is it Whiteprick,” Cockslappicus said.

Mr. Whiteprick smiled and clasped his hands together. “I thought they’d send you. What, is the little tramp’s ego bruised?”

“Broken. Her little lotus flower ego is broken. She was a good kid, Ass,” said Slappicus “You didn’t have to do that.”

“Who are you calling Ass? Why, I oughtta…” Whiteprick said like he was the hero of an old black and white sit-com.

“Settle down, champ.” Cockslappicus said. “You are coming with me to atone for your actions.”

“Never!” Mr. Whiteprick jumped up and started to run away. “You’ll never take me alive, Cockslappicus.” He turned the corner and would have escaped easily as Cockslappicus was still getting his thick Latino meat inside the loin cloth (he didn’t want to upset the posh customers in Starbutts by swing his dick around), but something stood in Whiteprick’s way and sliced into him like sickles.

After properly covering Moctezuma (yes, that’s what he called his cock) with the loincloth, Cockslappicus found Whiteprick on his ass, speared by all the rogue commas left out of his books. It was a nightmare. For readers who demanded at least a little bit of literacy out of their authors, the Whiteprick-Snowfall books were horrendous. The reviews read, “Oh Mr. Whiteprick, You’re so BAD,” etc. And it was true. Bad bad bad. Drivel. Crap. Slop. Shit. That was the word around the campfire. Nobody was angrier than The Commas. Once the United Comma in Fair Usage Association and Basic Grammar of American Letters Unions were contacted, it was fucking war.

The commas were led by one semicolon who stood in the front of a very organized triangle of rogue commas. They stood like those Mickael Djacksonoff Hernandez dance troupes of the 1980s. You know, like an 8-ball triangle rack. “We’ve been waiting for revenge,” said the semicolon, who appeared to be winking as he spoke. The semicolon was the don, the leader, the boss, the CEO of sentence slice. He was revered. Some say he has been in a long-standing feud with Em-Dash, but others say they are secretly boinking. Neither report can be confirmed nor denied.

Cockslappicus pronounced the leader of the comma’s name ‘semi-colón’ in his mind. Cockslappicus winked back at Semi-Colón conspiratorially. “We were supposed to be in all these Prick’s books. Legions of us were left out. Deliberately or accidentally, it’s a working comma’s nightmare. A travesty. A disgrace even for the indie writing world. We told him. Everyone told him. Other writers, real reviewers. But he just ignored us. As unionized punctuation, per article 357D of the by-laws of the punctuation manifesto (c. 1889), we were supposed to get paid 1/279th of a cent for every appearance in his (or any) books. Thanks to his flagrant disrespect toward the laws of grammar (he treats grammar like Trump treats science!) we couldn’t support our families, our mamas, our babies. How dare he?” Semi-Colón stood proud as he asserted his case. He had thought about it, digested the problem, and was now laying it out for others to understand, sympathize with, and take action on.

“Okay okay,” said the great Cockslappicus in a deep voice. “You’re in luck. I have been paid by the Obsessive Cherry Blossom to cockslap the shit out him. That should give you the closure you seek.”

“We want recompense,” said Semi-Colón as he winked involuntarily, we think.

Whiteprick was still on the ground. Have you ever seen those old vaudevillian knife-throwers? The same way they use the knives to tack a person’s clothes to a wall, the commas used themselves to fasten Whiteprick—in the very suit for which he was ‘famous’.

Cockslappicus stared at Semi-Colon then looked to Whiteprick, stuck to the ground. He no longer had the air of masculine alpha male whatsoever. In fact, you would have to say he looked emasculated, exposed, even effeminate.

Continue Reading ‘Sarchasmo V. Mr. Whiteprick‘…

7 reviews for The Adventures of Sarchasmo V. Mr. Whiteprick and the Good ol’ Romantics

  1. :

    4 out of 5

    This is one helluva gutsy short. Some in the indie world may even call it: The Scandal of 2017.

    Satire at its finest, Mr. Johnson takes on the topic of the demise of the indie world. Through the battle between “superhero” Cockslappicus and the villain responsible for staining indie publishing, we’ve got a laugh-out-loud, I-almost-peed-my-pants allegory. But fear not, there is a happy ending of sorts, MJ-style of course.

    This may get lost on the average reader who isn’t at the epicenter of indie writing, but for this indie author, the comic-like hyperbole hit close to home. Any time a writer can weave in the word codpiece and have a battle between punctuation–“The commas were led by the one semi-colon who stood in the front of a very organized triangle of rogue commas…’We’ve been waiting for revenge,’ said the semicolon ,who appeared to be winking as he spoke”–I’m in! And laughing, I mean REALLY laughing, hard, at times.

    My slight criticism is that the beginning doesn’t fit the style of the rest of the story, in that it felt like an expository piece scaffolding fiction, making the meat of the story a bit too short. But once the adventure of Mr. Whiteprick and Cockslappicus begins, the tale has spunk, heart, and the ridiculous shenanigans we have come to expect from King S. Punk.

  2. :

    5 out of 5

    It kind of helps if you read part 1 The Adventures of Sarchasmo v. Apographia to get a feel of how a sarchasmo book works, but once running, this book is a LOT of FUCKING FUN!

  3. :

    5 out of 5

    Sarchasmo vs Mr Whiteprick

    There is a big stench in The Indie Publishing world and Sarchasmo is asked to sort it out. In this book Sarchasmo exposes Mr Whiteprick for the fraud that he is and metes out justice Sarchasmo style!
    I Don’t want to give away too much but know that it will leave a lot off readers in shock.
    I really had a good laugh while reading the book and highly recommend it to everyone!!!!!
    Wish I could give it more than 5 stars.

  4. :

    5 out of 5

    If you are into sexual readings then I suggest you grab a copy of this Author’s work… He is a great author

  5. :

    5 out of 5

    Save me oh Sarchasmo

    This book was great, fun, hilarious, enticing, orgasmic. Also eye opening in a fun way. I can’t wait for more. I’ve had a fix and I need more Sachasmo.

  6. :

    5 out of 5

    Short but oh so sweet. The story only Moctezuma Johnson could do justice to, and he’s in rare and audacious form. If you enjoy sarcastic, incisive and clever writing then give this title a try. His pen was particularly razor sharp writing this one. Be prepared to laugh, wink and nod. Then read it again because you rushed too fast the first time or missed a few words from the tears while laughing so hard. Inside jokes abound but even without those, this is one fun read. Thank you, Mr. Johnson. Immensely enjoyable.

  7. :

    5 out of 5

    Dramatic and amusing!

    Despite what you may have heard, this is a work of fiction with absolutely no basis in reality. As brilliant and hysterical as ever, MJ takes his readers on a daring flight of fancy in a situation that arose purely in his vivid imagination. Come on, really, I mean think about it…people just can’t be that absurd in real life, right?

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