Sometimes you can load a dice but just can't fix a synopsis. And so, when the cards are stacked against him, Rogue Tuft hauls anchor.
What a load of old bullets!
THIS IS NOT A COWBOY BOOK.
Neither is it a cowgirl book.
And it most certainly is NOT a book about cows.
What it IS, is a book about a wrangler: The notorious "carpet bagger" Rogue Tuft, a man who drifts slowly downstream on a riverboat to who-knows-where-and- who-knows-when. And who knows, he might even enjoy the trip!
It's a Rock'n'Rolin' roller coaster of
weird wild worlds and weirder dudes.
In the words of Arkwright Kasparov:
“Minus its jacket, a book looks nude.”
On Rogue's boat you'll get to meet many infamously unfamous stars of yore, and more. Indeed, there's many a buxom broad who's itching to place their tush on Rogue's boat: And that's just in the first few chapter! Who knows where it all might all end? Certainly not the author!
As far as Emperor P-penguins is concerned, bipolar has nothing to do with the sexual preferences of Ursus Maritimus; or Ursula Undress, for that matter.
Confused? You will be! So why not read the book? Things really can't get any worse, can they?!