Pompadour

Conga

@shoaib , done! *cracks knuckles* Who's next?

W E L C O M E Pssst! Click on the spoiler for the weird intro! As you enter the parlour, you notice the mist fading away; the colourful welcome ...

Calvin and Hobbes.

Er... A circle has no beginning?

A corpse of faded yellow hung against the pitch-blackness of the sky, like a lily that droops towards the parched pavements of this earth. It left pools of shattered misery ...

~*Just so I remember to update this later*~ And I completely forgot. Oh, joy. >.> EDIT: 2/2/16 Bringing it back.

Yikes. @Pompadour ate the bears at Scarborough Fair?

@Pompadour ripped off her chocolate hair in frustration and fed them to the bears at Scarborough Fair.

I can lock this and totally abuse my mod powers. *cackles*

Blech?

Well. This is strange...

To me, writing is like being caught in a drunken haze; half the time I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing or where the story is going. The slower ...

@Pompadour is not so secretly amused at having secret chocolate hair.

My first story was about an alligator that forgot to brush his teeth. He ended up with tooth-ache, the poor thing. :P