The cult section of the literary world
In a world where the letter “r” has yet to be discovered, a man named Han Solo and a man named You-Don’t-Have-To-Be-Lonely-At-Farmers-Only-Dot-Com must face something old and evil that lurks behind a locked door in the suburban basement-dungeon in which they are imprisoned… To impress a girl, a unicycle-riding, cask-of-amontillado-drinking […]
When approaching Douglas Hackle to be interviewed, I had to check-in for psych eval to make sure I was mentally tough enough to handle the sluice of imagination juice I was about to open my mouth for. After the psych eval was over, the Bizarro Central doctors patted me on […]
By: Douglas Hackle The ’70 Plymouth Barracuda was already doing a steady 95 MPH down I-90, causing the ’cuda’s shotgun-riding passenger—a lamplighter by trade—to grip the dashboard with a white-knuckled hand, dig his shoes into the floor, and press his back hard into his seat, his forehead slick with terror-sweat. […]
Shark Week is almost over, and instead of pretending that human Olympians are what you want to see, we here at Bizarro Central would like to remind the world that bizarro fiction is the premier place to see nature’s greatest killer in literary form. Don’t believe me? Open any one […]
To entertain its new neighbors, a kind puppet puts Chicken McNuggets into tiny coffins and buries them in its yard. A famous pest control man is diagnosed with the “In the Air Tonight” disease, an incurable sickness that slowly turns its sufferers into the rapist referenced in Phil Collins’ hit […]
by Douglas Hackle When Mrs. Eleanor Henderson called upon me—Douglas Hackle, Licensed Private Investigator—to solve the case of her husband’s murder, the case had been closed for over three years. On June 4, 2009, Mrs. Henderson’s husband, Gregory, was killed by a chainsaw-wielding maniac named Dizzy-o Parcheezy on a busy […]
