If I were to be pressed into servitude as a freak in a carnival sideshow, and if you were to have a hand in how I would be made freakish and how I would be presented to the carnival-going public...what would you make of me? Yes, illusion and chicanery may be involved. But nothing's too outlandish.
All answers are screened, and will not be visible to anyone but me. Except, obviously, if you reply to this on Facebook, everyone will see what you say. So say whatever you want, no matter how weird, perverse, or macabre. Don't hold back. The best answers will appear (anonymously) in Sirenia Digest #65.
Answer here.
C'mon, guys. Take the fucking gloves off, already. Thank you kindly.
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And a reminder, that this month's selection for Aunt Beast's Book of the Month Club is Markus Zusack's The Book Thief (Alfred A. Knopf, 2007). I'm a little more than halfway through.
Okay...now time for a highly dubious movie...