My First Taste of Horror
Another day, another question from a reader. Oi, Bollock-chops! So, why did you pick horror as a genre to shit on, rather than staying in the pool of filth which better suits your...
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What’s With the Callipers?
The other day, I received a communication from a reader! Dear Mr Caffrey, I feel compelled to write after reading Fucked-up Bedtime Stories, and specifically the episode titled Legs Eleven. The point I noted...
Roadkill
What can I say about Raw Dog which hasn’t already be said? Depraved, twisted, perverted, permanently erect and excruciatingly handsome, the writer is one of the stalwarts of the extreme horror scene. Don’t believe...
Baby, You’ll Be Famous
I was on a flight and fancied a beer. Despite the selection being limited (two fucking beers; that was it) I figured I could stomach a few swallows of commercial filth while being whisked...
The Cat’s Asshole
Mention cosmic horror to most people, and their thoughts go straight to legendary brown sauce maker and all-round bigot, HP Lovercraft. Despite the man being a racist fucktard, his work is still idolised by...
Aussie Sickos
For some people, travel is all about the destination. For me, it’s about the journey. Don’t get me wrong; I love going to interesting places, but half the fun is getting there. It’s something...