I'm eating pork rinds and doughnuts, glazed with chocolate frosting right now, baby. I will have another two pounds on before dinnertime.

Your sporadic flirting with obesity makes me hot.

Pickle lickin' pee-pee smellin' smaller-than-a-breadbox one-balled corn husking ball of crap shaped lke a little man.

Forensic Entomology also called to me, but poking into minds won out over maggot farming. i wanted to be an entomologist when I was very small. yay, bugs! yay brains!

Come on, those had nothing to do with your username. You know I love your work, and i think that you are very clever. You just inspired me, and if you listen to the song, it is an unclever device, hence the ashton kirchner mentality and voice i used in the song.

What a menacing last line. Gardner was pure talent. I miss him. It is also one of the few books you will read where a first person narrator dies. James Dickey's "To the White Sea", being another I remember off the top of my head. It is such an odd technique thing to utilize in a book.

yeah, i read that before beowulf, and it realy changed my life. I always suggest to friends now, that they should also read those two books in that order. I cannot say enough about that book actually..it's why i couldn't go to graduation. Library overdue fees.

what? no forensic entymology? come on now razor, that is some good shit! (oh, i guess that makes me sick and twisted to? c'est la vie.)

Please...allow me to clarify. I am not being oversensitive. I am well aware of the distraction you are pointing at. Having put it there as a distraction to begin with. I just thought it would be interesting to see how it appeared and sounded. Your observations do not have me in a state of denial, regret, or sensitivity. Thank you for commenting. I can tell the difference between slamming and mature criticism. Thanks again. I happen to take your view points into perspective quite regularly, and value your opinion as a poet and a peer. I enjoy your work very much. Yours truly, <{Baba^Yaga}> 'Queen of the Huts'

Salmon and tuna are my favourites. Tons of wasabi and ginger. I like it with perrier. Dee-lightful. The dr.giggles guy? that's pretty fucked up. Somehow, you don't seem like you'd be the quiet one in any situation.

Razorgrin, as anyone who knows her will tell you, IS sick and twisted. That's why we all love her. We spend hour on our needs praying she'll never get serious help because it would normalise her, which would not be a good thing. Besides, the abnormal is far more interesting than the normal. I'll take poems about necrophilia over poems about McDonald's any day, wench.

"Bitch", dear. I'm a lady. I just showered this morning. I smell like Herbal Essences, soap and ginger lip gloss. As such, I'm not dirty. I am, however, a truly awful person.

I just noticed that I misspelled it. eek! I am actually blushing with embarassment. i fix it now.

My obsession with the abnormal? Among other things, I am working on a double major in Psychology and Criminology. After I get my doctorate, I intend to be a criminal profiler specializing in ritual and sex crimes. As such, it is my calling. "An moral"? What the hell is "an moral"? 'amoral', perhaps? Your grasp of English stuns me with its glory. Who do you think you are to place moral judgments on me? I answer to myself alone. I need serious help, you say? Based on what? Unless you have seen my scores on the Minnesota Multiphasic test or any of the others I have done, you know jack-all. Or do you prefer psychoanalysis to behaviourism? You haven't seen enough of me to tell anything that way either sooo... long story short, eat me, wench.