“Getting your hair cut can be a dangerous venture; especially when daring to dye. However that time it was horrific. I darent even repeat it!.” “Go on!” We jeer, ready to jump from our seats. “Oh! very well. The day started easily enough. I woke and, careful to leave my hair free of products, got ready to go to the hairdresser. “Nothing went wrong there of course, _terrible things are always lurking out of sight, Poppy_. It started the second I stepped thouhgh the chiming door, onto the dull grey pavement. I was hit with the most horrible *doldrum* as i looked at the monster mirrored in the window.” “Ugly!” We cheered, we knew this storey. “Yes! Yes dears. I was hideous! It was the first of a *cavalcade* of bad luck. I don’t usually *jaywalk*, but i had to get away. She was the most nasty, *pizza*-eating, *kleptomaniac*,” “Woman I’d ever known.” I said, well rehersed, with my hand on my heart. “And what colour was it, that you dyed your hair?!” “_Exactly your shade of red dear_.” 2008-02-19T07:27:24Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/20843 <p>probably to much bold in the one spot</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/20843?basename=42247 2008-02-19T07:27:24Z Geheim Sir Ayita http://ficlets.com/authors/stephdoir <p>I liked it, but it seemed a little confusing. I&#8217;m not really sure what happened, and even though the words all being in one place is humorous, it seems forced. Besides that, it was fair-enough writing.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/20843?basename=40346 2008-02-11T20:01:36Z Stovohobo http://ficlets.com/authors/stovohobo