call me corpse light or marsh gas, but i'm so wil o' wisp today. come on & drown in my puddles. swim in my lagoons. meet my black creatures & swamp boat riding inbreds. bring apple pie for all the wonderful parties you will attend. your apple pie & apple cider will make you a celebrity in the bayou, & before you know it your enemies will be plauged probably by alligators climbing out of the sewers through their toilets. the things you will be able to do with abandoned autoparts will astound your former friends. & they even call me a ufo? i am so sweet. like coal powered trains. a classic that never goes out of style that you are not afraid to take home to introduce to your mother.