Damn it . . . Don’t you dare ask God to help me.
I must go in, the fog is rising.
And I am not the least afraid to die.
All my possessions for a moment of time.
Come my little one, and give me your hand.
Does nobody understand?

I still have fond memories of Superna’s bud-endowed photo shoot from 4/20 — yummy AND aromatic, what’s not to love? Here she eschews the greenbud for a chainsaw in BarelyEvil photos taken at the home of horror legend (and Texas Chainsaw Massacre III screenwriter) David J. Schow. Is it just me, or is there something exceptionally erotic about a hot tatooed chick waving a chainsaw at you? Naked Superna cuts like a knife… but feels so right.