Joe was a frustrated writer, unable to sell anything. As a last resort he began writing porn and surprisingly was very good at it. Publishers demanded more. But when he checked his computer, all his documents were gone, replaced by a cackling clown.
He knew he had been hacked by arch enemy John. He demanded his porn back. John said he was holding it hostage in exchange for Joe's satire. Joe refused. John threatened to release the contents and claim it as his own. Joe gave in and sent him 3000 words of satire.
John fulfilled his end, but not before declaring Joe's porn as derivative. Joe fumed, pointing out one piece contained hermaphrodites, bondage and various condiments like relish.
Six months later, John's novella, containing all of Joe's satire, was a #1 bestseller. The Cousins Karamazov.
Joe sobbed for weeks.
No comments:
Post a Comment