I think I've always known this

You Are a Werewolf

You're unpredictable, moody, and downright freaky. You seem sweet and harmless, until you snap. Then you're a total monster. Very few people can predict if you're going to be Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde. But for you, all your transformations seem perfectly natural. Your greatest power: Your ability to tap into nature Your greatest weakness: Lack of self control You play well with: Vampires

What Kind of Monster Are You?

This picture was taken probably 35 years ago.



I blame Dick Smith and Rick Baker.



And this magazine.

Yes, there is a story involved and I've already blogged about it. Which just means I'm old enough to start repeating my stories.

I still occasionally howl at the moon. But rather than inspiring fear and awe, my feeble howls are more often met with a concerned "Do you need assistance? Would you like me to call someone? SOMEBODY CALL 911!!"

But it's not the Full Moon that triggers the transformation these days.

It's the ignorant JoCo fucktards yapping on their cell phones and reading newspapers when they should be concentrating on DRIVING while they are behind the wheel of a quarter ton of metal and glass hurtling down the highway at 70+ mph.

PAY ATTENTION, ASSHOLE!!!

See what I mean?