Born in a little log condominium, the daughter of ignorant shareholders, Doomday's Child is an enigma wrapped in a conundrum then stuffed in a mystery. In other words, that Child is a metaphorical turducken.

Parents, teachers, and employers knew her as Trouble, but at the toppermost top of the highermost highest mountain in tibetermost Tibet, she is called Barbi Ram Das Bodhi O'Doh Dipdu Wao Yeh.

Well-educated despite early, prolonged, repeated, and intense exposure to Academia, she received her BS, MS, and PhD from the College of Bullshitology. Upon completion of her coursework, founder and chairman Dr. Dennis Kastendiek wrote, with some prescience:  she spoils no child, she spares no rod, she drifts in love, and balls with God.


HOBBIES:  Amateur Surgeon [operating only on friends and at parties; no appointment necessary.]
MOTTO: Own your shit and it becomes manure, deny it and you're just treading sewage...
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