Description
Join Sir Pooh (knighted after a misunderstanding with a bee), Piglet (chainmail-clad and perpetually mid-panic attack), Eeyore (whose cloak matches his mood: mold), and Tigger (bouncing into battle with a club labeled "Liability Waiver") as they face: - A labyrinth run by trolls in pinstripe suits (because hell is a TPS report). - Cthulhu's cultists-turned-baristas (ask about our Venti Apocalypse Latte!). - A dragon made of logos (who breathes font changes and existential dread). - A swamp-dwelling ogre (who's 90% grump, 10% onion metaphor). With help from a rubberhose rodent named "Willie" (who's definitely not a 1928 icon in witness protection), they'll battle health inspectors, dodge sentient EULAs, and weaponize honey against intellectual property. Spoiler: The real monster was capitalism all along. Why read? - Watch Sherlock Holmes bill everyone for "consulting." - Root for Dracula, Esq. (he's suing the sun). - Learn why semicolons are the ultimate weapon. Guaranteed 100% licensed-free, 200% absurd, and 300% likely to make lawyers weep into their lattes. "A masterpiece of anarchy. Like Alice in Wonderland... if Wonderland was audited by the IRS." - Eeyore (probably). Dive in. The honey's fresh, the lawyers are salty, and the apocalypse is on clearance.
In Which There is a Disturbance in the Honey, and a Rodent of Unusual Cheer
