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| Leftwing Commie or Rightwing Nutjob? | As Red as the blood of a aborted fetus. |
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| Carrier of flower or carrier of seeds? | I need flower to bake my bread, and the seaseme seeds to go on top of the buns. |
| Ancient as the bedrock or just starting to rock? | My bed does rock. |
| What's your sign cutie? | Maybe a yield sign, or one of those signs on the backs of tractors. |
| Why a Dark Poet and not a Sunshine Scribbler? | Because Sunshine Scribbler really sounds more retarded than a Dark Poet. |
| Who really messed up your life? | Popcorn |
| Favorite smell or stinks like hell? | Favourite smell: A freshly baked batch of Jews. Stinks like hell: A black man after his shower. |
| Beginning writer or lifer? | To begin by being A lifer with a beginning to a life of new beginnings. |
| Does blood allure you or does it disturb you? | Fetus blood? |
| There is no God, or God is you, or God will probably smite you for suggesting otherwise? | I believe in the true Gods of the North. Or something of that sort. |
| My heroes are: | Odin, the Milk Man, the dude who always asks for spare change downtown, the man on the moon (any guy in space without life support has to be superhuman and a hero), The muffin man (Everyone needs muffins), and Cody (Echo's Dog). |
| You should know this about me: | I'm fucked in the head, and I think that I'm asian when I'm actually whiter than the snow on the ground during winter solstace. |
| What's your Myers-Briggs Personality Type? |
