...n. As she approached the Mad hatters home she began to here some fairly
poor singing coming from the place. There was very senseless lyrics about
unbirthdays, whatever the bloody hell that meant. Alice opened the gate to
the back yard which was were the drunken singing was coming from and was once
again treated to a sight of pure bizarreness. There was a humanoid wolf, a
girl in a red hooded cape, two teens dressed in green, and a girl dressed as
shepardess complete with hooked staff. At the head of the table was a man
dressed a bit like Willy Wonka, he had a ludicrous looking gigantic purple
hat. The lot of them were singing with all of the skill and musical ability
of rutting hippopotamus. Alice noticed that there was equipment everywhere
for the brewing of beer. On a drum in black letters were the words "Hatter's
Beer: It's Mad Good". Alice groaned as she walked into the yard. The
collection of individuals suddenly stopped their singing and stared.
"Hello there, um I was told that I can find the Mad Hatter here." said Alice.
"Who the fuck are you?" asked the Hatter.
"Alice." She replied.
"And just what the fuck would you be wanting?" He asked.
Alice frowned. He was going to be difficult, she could tell, they were always