A Hatter and A HareAh! Good Afternoon! Allow me to introduce myself. I am Drake Barnum, a hatter of sorts. Once, not too long ago, my hats were considered the finest throughout Wonderland. From summer bonnets to top hats, my creations were displayed upon the best. Creatures and humanoids alike flocked to my door, and business was never finer. Until, that is, I stumbled across a rather lost looking fellow, a chap by the name of Firth Chadwick. He was dressed like a true gentleman, from his crisp white shirt to his chocolate vest and trousers of a matching color. His hair reached nearly to his waist, held at bay by a simple piece of string, and was accentuaA Hatter and A Hare
Mad in MarchFrom the outside, the House of Tea was a quaint little building, made of creamy brick and large windows. A simple wooden sign hung next to the heavy door, swaying slightly in the light breeze. Despite the heavy look of the door, it opened at the touch of the hand, creaking with age as it revealed the spectacle inside.Mad in March
The floor was tiled with hundreds of large black and white tiles, sparkling in the light that dappled through the enormous windows. The walls appeared to be painted with a light moss color, but it was hard to tell due to the many plants and vines surrounding the room. Some grew in handsome pots, but others seemed t
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Im the head and not the tail. Above and not beneath. In front and never behind.
♫ No jkjkjk lololol
I heart your fucking makeup
Oh my god I love your hair
Is that a new tattoo?
Did that piercing fucking hurt?
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"Keep Your Friends Close, and Your Food Even Closer"
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Oh, thou salty libertine,
Shed not thine tears of pale marine,
Upon my rusted moon-machine.
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I think I just gave the computer a heart attack....
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