Stories From The Head

Yet Another Story "The cheers were not to be misunderstood: Pokkupapp had done the performance of his life. He bowed to the audience again and agagin, even aggagnimi. He had never thought his life would take this direction of titanic success. Pokkupapp smiled, because he knew something the audience didn’t: This was all a dream! Pokkupapp was aware of the fact that he would never in his life appear on a stage, since he was so unbelievably beautiful. But then again - WAS he? Pokkupapp’s mother, Baikendrom, encouraged him to go for it at the local talent agency, but Pokkupapp didn’t feel like it, he never did..." No, no, no... This was the lousiest "Story From The Head" Topogakk had ever written, and he knew it. He crumpled up the sheet of paper, and inserted a new one into his typing machine. "Wesserham felt a terrible pain in his sex-organ..." Yes, this was a great start on a new story from the head, and he knew it, he always did...

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