There's a certain kind of crazy that I just really appreciate. It's female, it's fiery and I know two people who embody it in such a lovely way. It's like a fun loving deliciously evil sort of vibe without being totally sadistic. It's the big fuck you to everyone and if you mess with me you will not see me falter but you will wonder where those stabbing pains in your side are coming from and why is there a chunk of your hair missing?

I work with one of these vessels of wrath and I am frequently amused. She once told me she has a sister she'd like to drown and I've enjoyed many a diatribe on who really deserves to live. Not everyone, apparently.

The other day we were talking about self defence. She feels she does not require any training because she has enough pent up rage to destroy any man who dares attack. Then to illustrate her point, she crouches down, slouches her shoulders forward with her arms flexed in a Bruce Banner 'I'm trying to control my rage' pose and affects a garbly growl while shaking with mock rage and says, "This is all I need to EXPLODE!!" Then she would take some time to point and laugh at the man-burger she created all over the floor. Awesome.