Category: Adult Content

New Year’s Day

Hack awoke on the first morning of 1976 to find the woman he had met at a New Year’s Eve Part the night before and spent the night with wasn’t in his room. When she had woken and realized who she had slept with, she got on the ledge and intended to jump. Hack spent the next three hours trying to convince her that life was still worth living but she wouldn’t come in until he got his fourth wife on the phone to tell her that sleeping with Hack wasn’t the rock-bottom it seemed like. She finally came off the ledge but she became a cloistered nun immediately afterwards. Hack wrote about it in this novel, although most of it is about the drunken anal sex they had after the party.

Intensive Care Unit

When Hack’s cover artist Jonny M. suffered a heart attack, his super hot friend Harmony Sanchez visited him in the hospital and screwed his brains out to lift his morale. Hack had been unsuccessfully trying to get in Harmony’s pants for years, so when he found out about it he wrote this bitter novel in which Harmony’s scheme was to kill Jonny off. In truth, her visit to the I.C.U. resulted in Jonny having a second heart attack which infuriated Hack even more when Jonny told him that it was totally worth it.

Jonny’s Birthday

Hack wrote this book during an alcoholic binge. It’s an incomprehensible mess of indecipherable ranting. But his publisher John Kane needed a new Hack Werker manuscript to fulfill a legal obligation so he had cover artist Jonny M. Work out this cover based on his recent birthday celebration and slapped this title on it. Miraculously, it was embraced by intelligentsia and started showing up on university English classes reading lists. When Hack accepted an honorary doctorate from Stanford, he admitted that he no memory of even writing the thing.

Christmas Orgy

This was based on a real-life incident where Hack invited three “nymphomanics” (in his words) over to trim a Christmas tree at a place he was house-sitting at while his van was being repaired. His plan was to use the ritual to start an orgy but things went awry when he went to the garage to get the ornaments and got locked in. The girls ultimately staged an orgy amongst themselves while Hack spent the night trying to fight off a rabid racoon that wanted to attack his genitals.

Bad Santa

The prostitutes of worked in the brothel that he hung out in as a child would tease young Herschel that they had all had sex with Santa and that Saint Nick was into some pretty hardcore stuff. One day, an immensely obese man with a long white beard came in for a BDSM session and Hack attacked him with a butcher knife, claiming he would kill him if he ever saw him again. Hack spent the next forty years trying to hunt down Santa and even staged an expedition to the North Pole to track him down.

The Grotesque Orange Freak

Of all the things Hack despises about President Trump, the one that he finds the most mystifying is the commander in chief’s alleged love of the Golden Shower. “I’ve been peed on more times than I can count,” said Hack in an interview with The Christian Science Monitor, “usually after having the snot beat out of me in a bar fight. Believe me, there’s nothing hot about it.” When Hack heard about Trump’s alleged fetish, he adapted a short story he had written in 1958 about an enormous retarded green slime monster who took over the planet. Its downfall was it’s fetish for being urinated on, which melted its leathery skin into dust.

“I really just had to change the color of the thing,” said Hack while accepting a National Book Award for his effort, “and it was about Trump.”

The First Deadly Sin

This was based on one of Hack’s many efforts to bring down his cover artist Jonny M.’s pug Boris. He hired a gorgeous prostitute to promise to have sex with Jonny if he would betray Boris in an assassination attempt Hack had set up. Jonny refused to betray the pug but the prostitute had sex with him anyway, and Hack wound up shooting his own toe off when they conned him into believing that the scheme would go off as planned.