In between grueling revisions, we all need a good laugh. So you can imagine my delight when I discovered Gizoogle, a hilarious search engine that formats all text into outrageously over the top faux "gangsta" speak. I started out by looking at my Twitter feed, which was damn hilarious.
My blog was even more amusing, especially the guest posts by Ashlyn Chase and my agent, Eric Ruben.
Seriously, I may make "I ain't talkin' 'bout chicken n' gravy, biatch" my catch phrase for real. :)
But what was most hilarious was my book on "Amazizzle" now titled, "Bite Me, Yo crazy-ass Grace." The description and reviews have me on the floor in hysterics.
This one is my favorite... but if you object to language, do not read on.
"Angelica wants ta write gothic novels. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch don't wanna git hooked up cuz her ass is shizzle dat her homeboy, no matter whoz ass he is, wouldn't allow her ta continue writing. Biatch decides dat bein fucked up would fix dat shit. No one would want her n' dat thugged-out biiiatch can do as dat biiiiatch wishes.
Ian Ashton, tha Dude of Burnrath AND tha Lord Vampire of London, has been round fo' centuries yo. Dude hangs up in London fo' nuff muthafuckin years, then pretendz ta go abroad ta find a hoe yo. Dude then returns ta London decades later posin as his own lil hustla or grandson. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch yo. Dude is incredibly annoyed when a poem, THE VAMPYRE, wreaks havoc wit his wild lil' freakadelic game. Da ton jumps on tha vampire bandwagon n' start ta wonder why he is never peeped up in daylight.
When Angelica findz her muthafuckin ass up in a thang where dat thugged-out biiiatch could be ruined, her ass is pleased. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! But then Ian comes ta her "rescue" n' saves her hype by proposing, publicly fo' realz. Ah, then tha sparks fly dawwwwg! Dude figures dat she'll help his ass ta be peeped as aiiight n' her hype is ghon be saved."
So go ahead and Gizoogle yourself, your books, or your favorite author. Maybe even hit up "Wikizizzle."
When I told my friend, a computer programmer and certified (or should be) genius about the whole Gizoogle thing, he explained how it worked. I laughed and said someone should do something like this in exaggerated British slang or Redneck-speak.
Then he led me down another distracting rabbit-hole. Apparently there's the entire script of THE BIG LEBOWSKI written entirely in the style of Shakespeare!
Holy WOW! Language can truly chance the world.