Oh boy, I kind of loved this repugnant read. It's been a while since I've rooted so hard for a herione to make it as with these kind of reads you need to expect the unexpected and even for that to be twisted in two.

It's also worth noting that, while this haircut's USP is appearing fairly natural, most of us will need to put a bit of energy into keeping it as swingy and sharp as we'd like. "This style is not for the wash-and-go girl, a ‘slob’ needs to be styled to get the most from it," says Burrows. This is true of pretty much all bob haircuts – whoever spread the myth that short haircuts for women are lower maintenance should be made to explain themselves. How to style a slob haircut The answer, I am sad to say, is NO! If I don’t make a shopping list, I never remember shit or, in this case, things related to shit. Also, it will not be possible to separate it from the original story, so I am not allowed to tell you “It is not as good as…” – nothing is and I doubt ever will be, because I didn’t expect such a powerful story, which was part of the magic. Can I give this piece of fiction a fair go? Can I get past the fact that a sequel is never as good as the original? Can I judge it on merit as a stand-alone book? Can I remember to get hemorrhoid cream and toilet paper tomorrow?

I didn't think it would be possible, but Aron Beauregard's Son of the Slob is more SPLATTERPUNK than The Slob.😜

The narrative, as always, flowed brilliantly and descriptively and kept me hooked from word one! If I didn't have to sleep, I would've read it in one sitting, but alas, it took me two! (No housework got done, which is pretty apt for this story! 😉) 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. 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 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.I, as well as a lot of you in here, I'm sure, don't really wince at horror anymore. There's nothing that makes me truly disturbed in horror beyond my distaste of foot and finger injuries, and when the animal in a horror meets their demise, but Beauregard managed to keep me wincing throughout the second half of this book. Specifically, the part wherein the protagonist refuses to eat, so The Slob ties her up to a bed, rapes her with the meat, forces her to eat it, kills her unborn child, and makes her eat that for dessert. I, wholeheartedly, don't think I could ever forget this scene as the detail it was described with made me feel as though I was a third party to the room it was happening in. Outside of that, the last, oh, say 20%-10% of this book was really disappointing as I felt it was extremely rushed in explaining things I felt the reader didn't really care about, all in the name of "no loose ends". Harold is mentally retarded and mostly unable to understand or communicate with most other people. This makes him so vulnerable to so many bad things. Even though Vera loves him and wants to see the good in him, how far will this apple fall from the tree? Or, will it be the sins of the father type of story? I know that this is a story and gore for the sake of gore but it was just so god damm unrealistic that at many point I almost gave up because it was just to stupid.

SOME STAINS DON'T COME OUT... Raised in a household so filthy it was stomach-spilling, Vera involuntarily evolved into a neat freak. Upon discovering she and her disabled husband Daniel are expecting, she needs fast cash. Her obsession with cleanliness sprouts the concept that her skills can be put to use in a unique way. She takes a stab at the booming door-to-door vacuum sales business of 1988. THE SLOB opens with a kidnapped woman suffering trauma so we know, upfront, what we’re getting into. 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 . This is gross. Vile. Upsetting. Graphic. Depressing. Nauseating. Tragic. Insert 57 other disturbing adjectives here.I had the absolute honour and pleasure of an ARC of Son Of The Slob, and what an awesome treat it was! Thank you so much Aron. 😁 A highly original, thrilling piece of splatterpunk theatre with it's cleverly constructed, fast flowing narrative that just oozed in brilliance whilst also containing a fine array of wonderfully nefarious supporting cast of creepy characters that just leaves you wanting more and more and more. Vera, Daniel and Harold live in filthy, disgusting, rat infested, grime-filled conditions but, whilst Vera is doing her best to keep the family afloat Daniel, her disabled and troubled husband, is struggling to the point of going under. Then, there is 7 year old Harold - 'Son of Slob', the podgy, overgrown freaky kid that provides the ultimate challenge for his downtrodden, despairing parents. Far from being a normal young boy, Harold has very special needs and exhibits such alarming, disturbing behaviour that professional help is now most urgently required before matters degenerate to even lower levels of depravity and to such an uncontrollable and unmanageable situation, which bottoms out to truly horrific and horrendous proportions, that matters cannot be rectified. I don’t wanna describe the “horrendous torture” that Vera experienced at the hands of the Slob in great detail because I feel like I’m gonna throw up if I do.

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 The story takes place eight years after the events of The Slob. Vera is the loving mother of Harold. He’s a seven year old child with a peculiar and unique body. He has issues which don't allow him to go to school. He needs special care, very special. So he was placed under Sister Doomus's tutelage; she's an evil deviant old woman, who likes to do, questionable things with her rosaries . I joined Goodreads a little more than 3 and a half years ago. In all honesty, I wasn't even aware of the extreme genre - with the exception of Richard Laymon and Bentley Little. Since then, some authors approach me every now and then to read and review a book. One of my personal rules is to not write a review for a book I don't finish, so others won't know which ones I abandon. I do, however, send the author a message to tell them why I won't finish it.

And that’s fair. THE SLOB is extremely graphic, vile, disgusting, disturbing, and upsetting. Readers definitely should be warned.