Tales from the Gas Station: Volume One is a little weird and a little dumb — but it never fails to be entertaining. The book blends elements of humor with bite-sized bits of horror, but more than anything, it just leans into being delightfully odd.

It’s not quite scary enough to be true horror, and not quite sharp enough to be full-on satire. Instead, it exists in this strange middle ground that makes for a fun, easy read. There are moments that genuinely made me grin and a few that gave me that subtle tingle of unease, but nothing that stuck with me long after I put it down.

It’s amusing, offbeat, and consistently entertaining — even if it doesn’t aim for much more than that.