Dancing in the chasm between resignedly annoyed and agonized; as if The Virgin Mary herself carried the cross while Jesus consorted with prostitutes, Lisa Vicious shouts down blasphemy with iconic blasphemy. Just as the young girl dreams of her knight, Miss Vicious dreams of dates with sanity and reason. She is angry, yet graciously allows her indignities to smear these pages. - Jimmy Doom, Author of That Fountain Ain't Gonna Grant Your Wish...
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