...and there I stood on a moonless
night way out in the middle of nowhere
at the cross-
to see that it had just struck midnight.
Thats when the stranger arrived...
Half of being a bizarrist is spinning a good yarn. Many of
our brother and sister bizarrists like to tell their own tales.
Now you have a place to share them.
This will not be an effects or routines area. Just a place
to share those scary stories that are screaming to get out of you.
Need some fuel to get your pens buring?
Do you have a tale? E-
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