No Pie for the Dead

by Duke on October 30, 2012

It’s another God damn Halloween. And it’s time for another story from the Duke Wulfenschlitz files.

This story’s got everything: pie, love, clowns, betrayal, and diamonds. It’s Halloween on the mean streets of the city, and Duke Wulfenschlitz is on the case.

THIS STORY MADE ME DRINK BOURBON, and yet I wanted more — of the story.
OH GOD I’M SO ASHAMED THE STORY WAS LIKE PUMPKIN PIE CRACK ROCK FOR MY MIND
Reader Donnie B.

You can read the whole story for free right here. If you dig it, throw a few bucks in the hat.

Why did I click on that and start reading…? I’m never listening to you again.
–John Klima, Editor

Can’t wait until Halloween’s over, and we can start listening to Christmas carols again. Have you heard “Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer?” That shit cracks me up.

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The first story I’m gonna tell you is called “Bloody Bastille Moon.” It’s the story of a very special Bastille Day. I’m very proud of how the story came out. It’s got everything: heart and drama and blood and tragedy, all played out on the mean streets of the city.

I made this trailer. Yeah, private dicks need lots of skills these days, and I intend to master them all. There’s more to me than a big gun and a half-empty bottle. You’ll see.

Here’s what one stunned reader said:

“Jesus. Wow.” – Sean M.

Another said,

“The things I have read . . . cannot be unread.” – Cory S.

Exactly. That Bastille Day changed things for everyone. Forever.

Go read the whole thing. For free.

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Hello

July 14, 2012

If you’ve found this site, it means you’re down on your luck and need help. You poor bastard. I’m Duke Wulfenschlitz, the city’s best private investigator. Well, the best for your kind, anyway. Whether you’re coming to me because you’re nearly out of money and time and bourbon, or because your problem is too sordid […]

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