The Slob

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And when SON OF THE SLOB starts, we are eight years after the initial story. Vera, the one who was so totally obsessed with cleanliness, lives in a house that is a mess after years of neglect – even the rats are comfortable in these horrible surroundings. After thoroughly enjoying Aron's 'The Slob,' but being slightly unsure and sceptical regarding the title and continuation of the sequel 'Son of The Slob,' I went into this read feeling a certain amount of trepidation, being very uncertain about what to expect as wanting to avoid any watering down of the wonderful original with perhaps a ridiculous, second-rate storyline that didn't give the first book of the series the justice it deserved. However, I am delighted to report that, from the very outset, these concerns were proven to be totally unfounded. What a first-rate treat, totally awesome...and I genuinely, genuinely absolutely 'LOVED IT!!' By the end of last year or the beginning of this one, I discovered Aron Beauregard. His stories were very extreme, but really good, and I knew there was something special about his writing. Then I read THE SLOB, and it blew my fragile and sensitive, ever-loving mind to pieces.

Not only will Harold’s story bring about extreme emotions, but the plight of the entire Harlow family will put you through the wringer. Not a single good thing happens to this family, and things only ever get worse. I’m not a religious man, but I’ve thought about praying for this fictional family. They never stood a chance against this merciless world.

In my review, I mentioned that it will be the story which sets the bar for extreme stories from then on. Aron Beauregard has written an excellent sequel to The Slob. I highly recommend it to splatterpunk readers. The Slob by Aron Beauregard brings forth an unpleasant reality of intimate violation and torment. The reader should be aware physical violence and horrendous acts of defilement is a common thread throughout this splatterpunk novella.

Muahaha!! Muahaha!! Muahaha!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣😈 You’ll have to discover it, like I did. But just let me tell you, this Harold boy, is so disgusting you can’t even imagine it. My empathy for him died, even before it had a chance to live, when I watched him play by himself through his mother eyes. Then he disgusted me even more when I watched him play with rats, which are his favorite pets, (sort of😆) through Daniel’s eyes . I’ve tried my best to be as spoiler free as I can, because I don’t want a single thing spoiled for someone reading it for the first time And you would rightly say, that nobody is forcing me to read about it. But I like to read splatterpunk stories. Unfortunately for me, sloppy poo stories are trendy nowadays. So I have to endure my discomfort. This time it was worth it.For anyone who doesn't understand why I can love one extreme story and hate the next, let me tell you something about myself: Since then, there were three extreme authors whose books I just couldn't get into - one who managed to make me physically nauseous - and the other two whose stories felt like it was 'violence for the sake of violence'. So, I may not have liked their stories, but I can understand they cater for a market I'm not into. The Slob" starts off crazy slow, but that's all good and dandy as we're using this time to get invested in our protagonist. It's when the book hits its 45-50% marker that things get nasty. And then I heard it was nominated for a Splatterpunk Award – which is not only well-deserved validation for the work, but also pretty damn impressive if you consider it is a self-published book.