The Evisceration Proclamation has been delivered!

[Doc Faustus]

(Thanks, Newb. See, I did use it!)
Four score and seven corpses ago, our sixteenth president was afflicted with space rabies from space! Aaaahhhhhhh! Fortunately, John Wilkes Booth managed to put him down before the disease could take the president completely. Good thing too, because if it had, the results would have been disastrous. He would have become an undead abomination whose bite turned people and animals into gangly, hairy, Lincolnized monsters. But, what if some careless descendant of Booth's, a young man with vast necromantic powers brought Lincoln back from the grave, rabies and all? That would suck, wouldn't it? We'd all be turned into flesheating Lincolns. Well, it would suck if you were there, but if you read about it in an awesome cult literature publication like The Magazine of Bizarro Fiction, it would kick ass instead. And you can. My novella Remancipator headlines The Magazine of Bizarro Fiction#3, which also features fiction by Cody Goodfellow, Monica J. O' Rourke and more. Get it on Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Magazine-Bizar...8353774&sr=8-3

or PM, email, Myspace, Facebook or Shining me about getting an autographed copy. But, please don't yell too loud with The Shining, because if I'm in my Cadillac, I could get distracted and hurt myself.