Coakroach-filled burritos.That's how the rotten Chapman twins started the gross-out war. My friends and I spewed steaming barf all over the cafeteria. And I, innocent Mark Fine, got blamed.
Balloons filled with diaper gravy.
That was our secret weapon for revenge. A brilliant comeback! "Splat!" And our proudest moment.
Only now the Chapmans promise to make the turd attack seem like a trip to the candy store. Can the gross-out war get any grosser?
Katherine Alice Applegate writes books for kids. In fact, K.A. Applegate writes a fuckload of books for kids - writes them as if it were a compulsion, or perhaps an obsession.
In 1999 alone, she published twenty-two teen novels in the Animorphs, Everworld, and Making Out series. The year before that, she published eighteen novels. And that's just by my count. Now, obviously we're not talking about great American novels here (and, truth be told, she may not have written all of them herself). These are large-print teen novels of around a hundred pages. But the fact remains: bitch writes. A lot.
What happens when a writer takes license to exhume her child-like id into the form of hundreds of teen narratives, not unlike the proverbial monkey locked in a room with a typewriter? Well, it would seem that you get something like the Barf-O-Rama series, which Applegate wrote fifteen installments of in 1996-1997 under the pseudonym Pat Pollari.
The Barf-O-Rama books consist of just what the title would imply: they are structured around vomit scenes. They are vomit porn for pre-teens. Scenes are constructed just as the prototypical erotic scene is - the situation presented, the build-up, endless description, until the final, inevitable climax - an ejaculation of vomit instead of cum.
Of course, Applegate can't be entirely blamed for the series, as she did not conceive of it originally. The series was the brainchild of editor Ann Brashares - she of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. And though I've owned two Barf-O-Rama books for the past ten years, I only became aware that Applegate wrote them after coming across the first novel in her Ocean City series in the thrift store. That book was a sweet (though badly characterized) teen novel that gives little hint of what Applegate's alter ego is capable of.
Can I just say - these books are fucking disgusting. Though I used to get a kind of astonished kick from them in my late-teen years, I can barely look at the covers now.
As far as I know, there is nothing else like them. I don't know if they were popular, but one book in the series is going for an inexplicable $75.23 on Amazon. One reviewer writes, "If I had kids, I'd just as soon let them watch South Park or Showgirls before actually encouraging them to delve into this nonesense [sic]."
I see nothing wrong with kids reading this stuff, but he does have a point: Showgirls is a fucking awesome movie.
I have fond memories of this book. The snotty romance between the lovebirds. The fart chamber and the odious bio weapons. And the putative great puke-off. I remember it being the best book I owned, and I had so many pretentious books that most people would instantly claim to be great, the likes of Shakespeare and Mark Twain; yet I chose this! Read this over and over again as a child and it always made me frown in utter disgust. Hahaha! If I had this book here with me today I'd read it again.