Hmm…perhaps the crazed, pasty Right Wing Religious Fundies are right. Maybe it really IS The End of Times — because my fatass is crossing things off My Bucket List LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER. This photograph represents the latest check mark…and what a THRILLING check mark it is! A trashy old hooker from Fresno…gets to meet and hang with THE Miss Rachel Carns. Yes…THAT Miss Rachel Carns. To partake of both her personal magic AND her world-famous Magic Kombucha was, quite honestly, A DREAM COME TRUE. Come and visit us in LA and let us feed you yummy food and tuck you in at night, Miss Rachel! We adore you!