Not Your Mother‘s Book Club

Shrimp, Fingers, and God, oh my! 

Well put a “hypothetical” diaper on me and let me jump out a goddamn “hypothetical” window cause it’s the “hypothetical” finale “hypothetical” bitchessss! These dysentery queens mean business and God (the magic 8 ball) has spoken so we must read A Legend in the Baking by Jamie Wesley. Dharma "hypothetically" smells of hummus, raindrops, and dreams and Mikayla, without a millimeter of a doubt, has mouth musk…”hypothetically". #ABDH (If you know you know!)  

Yeti’s, Bigfoots, and Housewives, oh my! 

This week our clams are scared shut with Seduced by Big foot and Ravaged by the Yeti by E. Roche-Poesy. Dancing testicles and flapping window shutters. What more could you ask for? Definitely less…that’s for sure. Is she she high or just just delulu? Who let Gizmo out of their cage? Put them on house arrest cause this week we all have Kuru and our tits are out for Harambe.  

Cuts, Clubs, and Cum, oh my! 

Have you ever seen a man barefoot in the club? If so, call 1-800 TAKE-IT-OUT-BACK.org. This week we’ve got cum seeping out our pores as we read Promises and Pomegranates by Sav R Miller. Open up our wounds and slurp our juices ‘cause David Guetta’s writing a sick beat that'll have everyone Barefoot in the Club™. As the great Hilary Duff once said...”To the beat of my heart. It tears me apart. We’re back to the start.”

Prepped, Primed, and Primped, oh my! 

HE’S A MURDERER! But he’s kind of cute… HE’S A MURDERER! But he got 12 hands. The one and only Lora Leigh is back back back again and she didn’t come to play fair…. no no no she came to Play Dirty. Wands at the ready cause this hook dick is magic. It’s Wingardium letmefuckyourASS, not Wingardium letmefuckYOURass. Look at us baby girl cause we be flyin’ in the air tonight. Aviation style!  

Keep Sweet, Pray, and Obey, oh my! 

Hold onto your Daddies cause Kayla Daniels is coming for them in the Mormon tale, The Daddy Trap. PBS kids said…for the love of a child, families are forever. At last, darn it! Squat me! Murdered sisters, paternity tests, and Jesus for the win! Wags and wagettes unite as Nana does unspeakable things. Dentures out and squat me off my feet cause this book is about to wag-yu up. 

Running, Ripping, and Relentless Tonguing, oh my! 

He’s a green viking and she’s Billie Eilish. This week K.L. Wyatt’s Stolen by the Orc Commander will have you pulling into the insemination station. Pacino could never. Coked out fingers and morse code fucking is the vibe and Gangrene is the password. Step aside Game of Thrones cause a new green mean fucking machine is here and ready to spear. Chase me down a corridor and call me Jawhn-dys cause his sperm is taking and we’re scared.

Rylan, Wolf, and Malachai, oh my! 

It’s giving vampire diaries meets beauty and the beast meets little red riding hood meets Rylan meets Twilight meets The Last Airbender meets Perma-smirking meets Court of the Vampire Queen by Katee Robert meets ohhhh she’sssss the hisserrrrrrr! Bring back queen Katee and let them eat poop dicks. He wipes. Don’t worry. 

P.S.: Mono is hot.

Beds, Knobs, and Broomsticks, oh my! 

Knock my knocker and call me Susan. We’re off our hinges this week as we read Unhinged by Vera Valentine. Whoever sent us this suggestion…who hurt you? Freud says it’s your mother but let's be honest, you’ve defs thought about fuckin’ your door. Skinny doors and skinny penises unite ‘cause as one door closes another opens into your vaginal cavity. Knock me up with your knockers cause this door has some serious wood. 

Feral, Flaming, and Flourishing, oh my!

Here’s the deal. You suggest a book. We’re gonna read it…and forget who suggested it. This week on Mikayla’s Therapy Session Elle Kennedy is comin in hot with The Deal. Raise your voice and blow my whistle cause this soapy dick has one more brain cell left and Dharma’s gonna cry about it while swinging that bat dick. Murder on the dance floor. Kick rocks Meth Boy. xo

Orchard-ers, Shaved Foreheads, and Maiden veils, oh my! 

It took us 30 minutes to come up with a title for this episode so you better freaking enjoy it. Please welcome back the infamous Lynsay Sands with her book Hunting for a Highlander. Great Scot! We got apples, blankets, and papers galore. Objects or children? Ask Gwenyth. Hymen? I barely know her. This is not our best work. Just listen to the episode.