The Bare-assed Schmuck never expected to face an unwanted existence.

No name. No Clue. And a time old prophecy in a dysfunctional world ravaged by apathy. It’s all downhill from there when at the end of a noose.

After a run in with a lunatic vagrant the two gallivant across the Lowland barrens when sparked by a sleazy advert for “Billy the Skids Truck Stop Depot.” Together they realize there might be more to life than first believed. More like muck mouth mutants, cannibalistic carnies, hallucinogenic mushrooms, and a 400-pound dictator with BO that would stop a truck. Everything is absurd.

As they cross into the Isle of Stank the Schmuck wonders if his life is some cruel joke, or if there is meaning somewhere in between. Consumed by conspiracy he dwindles into the darkest parts of his inner being, clinging to the hope that he could possibly change. He went looking for himself. Instead, he found a dark secret in his past. Will he except destiny, or go down with the ship?