Listening to the radio this morning, I heard a man call in. His name is William Somethingorother, but he insists on being called "Heidi Lynn".

Conversation went something like this:

Radio Guy: So, William ...
Crazy Fuck: No, it's Heidi, please.
RG: Fine, Heidi. So, you dress as a baby?
CF: Yes, I do.
RG: Really. Describe your surroundings, please.
CF: (pause) Well, I'm sitting at my computer desk.
RG: Oh! So you aren't in a highchair then.
CF: No.
RG: And what are you wearing?
CF: Well, I have a dress on, little socks with bows, a rubber diaper and my hair is in pigtails.

SAY WHAT??

I'm floored. They asked him when he started doing this, and it was 'about a year and a half ago'. I missed the latter part of the conversation as I needed to stick my head out of the car and vomit. I don't much care if you'd prefer to be a baby and dress like a little girl. It's the diaper thing than really mad me sick ...

Nasty, nasty.

EDIT: Here's a link, courtesty the TMMB.

http://www.phoenixnewtimes.com/Issues/2005-06-09/news/feature_1.html