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If you like my odd sense of humor, I have an eBook that you can treasure and pass down to your children and your children's children as a legacy. The resultant smiles and giggles will assure a long and happy family line.
And all of this can be yours for just a dollar!
You can purchase the work for a sawbuck at Amazon USA or for a pound at Amazon UK.
And if you purchase this rare comedic tome, I'll be able to eat off the Dollar Menu at McDonald's this week!
Here's a sample:
Death Comes Calling
I was lying on my bed reading when I heard a feminine “Ahem.”
Stunned, I looked up to see a little girl at the foot of my bed, a little blue-eyed, raven-haired miss in a pretty pink jumper.
"Uh ...uh," I said in my best conversational manner, "who are you?"
She took a lollipop out of her mouth. "I'm Death," she said with a little giggle. "You were supposed to kick the bucket last night, but I nailed the deer instead of you." She sighed. "Bad aim. Anyway, I'm here to rectify the situation. Time to go bye-bye."
I sat up on the side of the bed and slipped my shoes on. "Well, I guess when you gotta go, you gotta go, but I have to ask. Death as a little girl? That's kinda ... you know ... weird."
She shrugged. "New union rules. I can't go around looking scary anymore. I gotta come across as inoffensive as possible. No more skeletal figures, owls, ravens, banshees. Sometimes, I look like Big Bird from Sesame Street." She looked wistful. “I did try a big, friendly clown, but most people thought that more evil than the shroud and sickle.”