A goth-ly dressed woman with curly black hair and a white stripe in it bursting out of the floor on a motorcycle with a rose between her teeth. The motorcycle was awesome because, of course, it had a horse's skull on the front and. . .
There was a girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead, and when she was good, she was very, very good, and when she was bad she was homicidal.
I am a lizard woman from the dawn of time, and this is my wife.