Why is everyone rushing to flee Tampa on a cruise ship to hell? Serge is back with a bullet, torn between homicide and souvenirs. So is Coleman, torn between getting hammered and getting more hammered. Then there's good ol' Jim Davenport, the E-Team, the Diaz Brothers, and Johnny Vegas, the Accidental Virgin, cranking up the fevered action as the pot boils over on a street called Lobster Lane.It's reunion time in the Sunshine State, and we're not just talking the family jamboree of that blood-soaked criminal clan, the McGraws, whose nastiest, meanest member is finally released from prison and heads south bent on revenge. On top of it all, the government is covering up a growing list of mysterious victims across Florida who may or may not be connected to a nefarious plot being hatched against national security.But wait! There's more on the horizon! Who is the oddly familiar femme fatale named Rachael? Is Serge wrong that guns, drugs, and strippers don't mix? What sets the Non-Confrontationalists off on a rampage? What finally brings Coleman and Lenny together? Will they succeed in building the biggest bong ever? And can Serge surf a rogue wave to victory?Batten the hatches, don the life jackets, and take cover as all these questions and more are answered in the latest adventure from the acclaimed author of Hurricane Punch.Listen to Hurricane Punch.More
Raunchy, raucous, and riotously funny as narrated by Oliver Wyman, this novel is a whirlwind of over-the-top comic genius. The story features a psychopath with a twisted sense of humor, Serge A. Storms, and his dopey sidekick, Coleman. This installment turns the duo loose on a cruise ship with a pack of goofy grannies called the "G Unit" and a mysterious CIA agent in search of drugs. The sex is weird and hot, the violence outrageous and funny, so this is not for the younger set. Wyman uses every ounce of his talent for machine-gun pacing and character creation as a panoply of bizarre people parades across the blistering Florida landscape and onto a luxurious ocean liner where anything goes. Don't miss this red-hot radioactive lobster, straight from the pot.
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- J. M. Batista "José M. Batista"
Lots of foul language
I couldn't get past the constant use of the f___ word. It's constant thus I couldn't continue. I am not against an author using that word but there was just so much of it
I would have to read the first pages. If the language is clean I'd read it.
I'd say anger at the overuse of the foul language. I think he was trying to make it sould like the mafia but guess he doesn't know they don't always talk like that.