Diary of a Cursed Village: 146 Days of Haunted Furniture, Passive-Aggressive Villagers, and Your Emotional Bullshit Served Hot

Title: Diary of a Cursed Village: 146 Days of Haunted Furniture, Passive-Aggressive Villagers, and Your Emotional Bullshit Served HotEver wanted to be judged by a sofa? Criticised by a kettle? Gaslit by wallpaper? Of course you have — and now’s your chance.Welcome to Lesser Tipping, the village where nothing is normal, everything is cursed, and your self-delusion gets body-slammed by lamps, spoons, shadows, and occasionally rats with an attitude problem.This isn't your average diary. It’s 146 days of sarcastic, profanity-laced, emotionally deranged mayhem — a painfully honest (and hilariously tragic) descent into a town where your “I’m fine” triggers seismic events and your inner child is publicly flogged by a haunted chair.Each day brings:Villagers who hiccup your guilt, sneeze your lies, and sing your repressed desires like the world's most traumatised boy band.Inanimate objects with more emotional range than your ex.A constant, unrelenting reminder that you are full of shit, and Lesser Tipping has had enough of it.It’s like Black Mirror shagged Gogglebox, had a baby, and that baby grew up to become a self-help book for people who don’t believe in self-help books.Perfect for:People who hate therapy but love swearing.Emotionally repressed goblins who still laugh when someone falls over.Anyone who’s ever said “no worries” while dying inside.Not recommended if:You don’t like being called out.You’re allergic to sarcasm.You think haunted butter is “a bit much.”Buy now before the mirror shows you who you could’ve been.Or don’t. The carpet already knows. Read more