rose and dave meet up As Siblings Do and are like “oh your troll partner wants to have kids too?” and just sit and think about how fucked up their own parents were and how the fuck they’re going to like, move past the emotional failure that is the strilonde gene pool and either a) start families with their consecutive partners or b) run away to the middle of the woods to avoid ever having to destroy someone on accident
I was going to make a joke about how people tell their hairdressers so many personal details that I wouldnt be surprised if someone confessed to murder while I was styling their hair but then I remembered that was an actual thing that happened when I was in cosmetology school
SO when I was in cosmetology school i was in the breakroom and I was telling everyone back there about how my client had just told me about how her dead husband’s head was found at the airport along with 63 other human heads (that’s a story for another day) and everyone started swapping stories about weird things that their client had told them
and then this one girl pipes up and is like “Yeah my client told me about how she killed her husband once.” and we were like EXCUSE ME??? WHAT? and she was like “yeah apparently her husband was coming at her with a knife and she managed to get it away from him and stabbed him like three times”
according to the teachers she had A. told that story to at least three other students in the time she had been coming there and B. It was ruled as self defense so it’s not like she was a criminal who was on the run
Okay but tell us the human heads story
op can we PLEASE have the human heads story
OKAY so this one I actually have a lot more context for because it was a firsthand experience buckle the fuck in
So I get this client, she’s an older lady so it was a color retouch and a trim and I was like okay I do this all the time this is gonna be just a super routine and mundane day. So I’m chatting with her just like usual small talk stuff like asking how her day is going and stuff and at some point she says: “I’m actually going to be in the newspaper tomorrow so I needed to get this done so I look good when they take my picture.”
So I’m like “Oh that’s nice! I hope you have fun!” and she goes “It’s not going to be fun, it’s because of a court case. I’m seeking legal action against a funeral home because they stole my husband’s body.” She’s saying this is the most casual tone ever and let me tell you, when someone you don’t know drops information like that on you, it’s the weirdest situation ever
I have NO idea how I’m supposed to react properly to that so I’m just saying “Oh no that’s so terrible!” and she keeps on going
“Yeah his head was found at an airport with 63 other human heads. they removed some of his body parts before they cremated him and sold them illegally. They were using his head at a dental convention in some other country.”
That was the strangest thing a client had ever decided to share with me and i’ve been continuously googling that shit trying desperately to find what she was interviewed for but there’s nothing and I can’t figure out if it’s weirder that she may have lied to me about this crazy story or if it actually happened and she decided to tell a student hairdresser she never met the entire story without being prompted
Before reading the article, I 100% thought the husband’s head had been found at the airport (like in a totally murdered way) BEFORE the funeral home tried to sell it, so I was just thinking that that poor man’s head had been through the ringer
Finally finished my piece for the @roxzinefanzine !!! I could probably keep tweaking adn working on it forever but I have a lot of projects to do, AND I really want to post it for Rose and Roxy’s bday, so I’m gonna let it be finished. I’m really, really happy with how it turned out. Been doing some experiments with realism and it’s not perfect but I do like it a lot. Plus, it was a fun concept and fun to play with. Anyway, enjoy!
it’s those really hard games where you’re just supposed to die over and over with no permanent stat increases or anything until you manage to do a perfect run.
i learned that the world record for the loudest thing ever shouted belongs to an Irish female teacher who shouted the word “quiet” at 121 decibels, the equivalent of a jet engine (x)
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
