I was out with Keely and Mark last night, and we ended up discussing the Bone Clone. Keely had seen the site it a while ago, and was mostly unamused. She mentioned that her first thought was that there might be quite a market for recent widows, you know, something for remembrance . . . .
"Before we cremate, we need to do one more thing. Get out the silver nitrate . . . ."
And, I thought I had a sick sense of humor.