The Stingray Shuffle, I think. Because I remember it happening. These college kids got drunk and trashed an antique train, and he tied them up and smeared then with tanning lotion until they shriveled up.
The napalm suntan lotion was in Hammerhead Ranch Motel. That’s also the one with Mrs. Ploomfield and the cocaine men. And Boris the Hateful Piece of A-OOGA!
Randy Wayne White writes about Florida, if that’s what you’re looking for. His main character, Doc Ford, is a former spook/marine biologist whose best friend is a pot-smokin’ hippy. Great books!
Serge is the most imaginative killer ever. Makes kind of afraid of Tim Dorsey. :eek:
It’s ok. He only kills assholes.
Which still puts 85% of Florida in danger! 
You are being generous, silenus, although you may be factoring in that the Jersey Shore cast just left.
Why do I know this? Because for some reason, local morning programing thinks this is news, and gives it as much airtime as they do our broke and broken government. But I digress…
I have the same problem. I’ve read all of their books and it seems like a constant search for the next book with the same twisted humor.
Bill Fitzhugh is pretty good. I would recommend Jasper Fforde if you haven’t read any of his. Not quite the same type of humor, but totally out of the box thinking with his writing.
I tried a couple of Thursday Next novels, but was somewhat non-thrilled as they were all about Jane Austen and you couldn’t pay me enough to read a Jane Austen novel.*
*That’s an exaggeration. I am for sale, and I come pretty cheap.