A Hoodrat Halloween by James Lafond: Review
“Simpton was a chyle of the hood,
Sprung from that rancid womb as if spat,
From bro en foe he learned what he could–
Commin’ up the long wrong way of the hoodrat,
Twisty en turny, he’d see through– he would.”
The Legend of Reggiemon Thom
James Lafond has written a short, clever piece that is sure to offend many lacking in the humor department and entertain those committed enough to ignore the pc alarms that will inevitably sound in simply reading the title.
A ghetto comedy of terrors, A Hoodrat Halloween follows the story of three homeless men, Simp Collier, Otis Jackson, and Reggiemon Thom (aka the Waymaker aka the bum to beat all bums aka the holder of the secret of the blue fire), who argue over the origin and phonetics of Halloween, as they spin horrific yarns supporting their versions of the mistakenly named holiday.
For All of “Hobo-Kind”
The transient universe Lafond has created in A Hoodrat Halloween seems to give some true insight into what has, does, and could threaten hobo kind. A good, inexpensive read worth removing yourself from the real world for an hour or two and visiting the idiosyncratic deviance that is the mind of Lafond.
For more of James Lafond, visit his site at www.jameslafond.com
To purchase Lafond’s A Hoodrat Halloween, click here or at the link below but reader beware, first ask yourself are you “… sure you want to wake up what sleeps this nightz?”