Somewhere, in an evil parallel universe, a single vixen cries out, "Why must these pencil-necks stare at my IQ score and ignore my slammin' body?!" Anti-Tailsko has been gifted from a young age, with a very large pair of frontal lobes. Men all over Mobius will offer her scholarships and compliment her work on quantum mechanics, but much to her dismay, will not glance twice toward her huge bosoms. Her life is a comedy, trying her best to woo those who would rather have her in a laboratory than in their bedroom. Oh woe is her, the evil, shallow, conniving wench. ;)