Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett
As I mentioned in my last post, this book was hilarious. Under normal circumstances, maybe even too hilarious, where the jokes keep on coming and you get kind of sick of it and just want the plot to thicken. However, at the time of my reading of Good Omens, I was starved for some funny stuff (again, see previous post).
From the back of the book:
According to The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch, (the world's only completely accurate book of prophecies, written in 1655, before she exploded), the world will end on a Saturday. Next Saturday, in fact. Just before dinner. So the armies of Good and Evil are amassing. Atlantis is rising, frogs are falling, tempers are flaring. Everything appears to be going according to Divine Plan. Except a somewhat fussy angel and a fast-living demon--both of whom have lived amongst Earth's mortals from The Beginning and have grown rather fond of the lifestyle--are not actually looking forward to the coming Rapture. And someone seems to have misplaced the Antichrist...