Sio and Blo got nothing better to do than *brainwash* and indulge in the intellectualism of deadbooks. Y'know, those things that everyone gets turned into when they die? A pleasurable, sometimes erratic, sometimes erotic, totally unpredictable book of their life... But, when the two get their hands on another kind of book, an alien one, their day of bullshitting unravels and they find out there is more to life than being dead.

The perfect satire for part-time Buddhists that get lip filler and give their dead house plants funerals.