Blowing Up

<p>Welcome to the World You Live In.</p><p><br></p><p>It's a mess. It's diseased polluted over-populated and too close to the sun. But it's all we have and we're losing it fast so we may as well have a good laugh before the sun reaches out and reclaims us. </p><p><br></p><p>In <i>Blowing Up</i> Biff Mitchell shakes the foundations of a world gone bad with outrageous dollops of inappropriate humor. Nothing is sacred nothing is spared. Nothing is safe in a world accumulating too much ammunition for too few targets.</p><p><br></p><p>So welcome to Mitchell's world of ghosts who have to get the last word ball-busting muses who torture for the hell of it a woman who sheds rabbits from her eyes instead of tears an office of petty-minded workers fused together in a nuclear holocaust and a world where you write grammatically correct essays or starve to death.</p><p><br></p><p>But there will be laughter. </p><p> </p>