All Hallows Eve
Madame Karina wishes you the peace of the dead, the wisdom of the spirits, and the joy of the water nixies when they find a new boatload of drunken sailors to blow for nickels and candy bars.

Go quietly into the night, or Madame Karina will turn you into a treefrog in the Amazon rainforest. The spirits tell me you have the eating of many bugs in your future…
Nora said,
November 6, 2005 at 5:56 pm
So Madame Karina…did you intentionally post a pix where your eyes follow me whereever I go - which isn’t far as my home office is TINY!
Let me know my future…hopefully, there is a 22 year old sexy, muscular Cuban sex slave named Miguel in it?
inkgrrl said,
November 15, 2005 at 11:54 am
Honey, if there is, I’ll break him in for ya! My windows need cleaning. And sadly, that’s not a metaphor for anything.