Hair Dresser Disasters

Pushed her over into a bucket of water "Now's not the time for flirting doll, first we gotta get this business in shape." He threw more scissors at the wall tearing away at the shitty 80's wallpaper. "Now let's get moving we need cash and we need it like an old man needs Viagra so get to work!"

"But how can we attract people to this uncool place?" Barbara sighted.

"Let's think what makes stuff sell... drugs? Sex? Alchohol?"

"This is a hair saloon... This aint some strip bar." Barbara facepalmed.

"Well we need SOME kind of theme if we wanna bring in all the fools with the jingle jangle in their pants pocket." JP said rubbing his chin trying desperately to think of more things that sound like words and phrases but probably aren't.

"What about HAIR! because this is kind of a hair saloon." Barbara said.

"JUST HAIR? JUST HAIR? JUUUUST HAIIIIR" he starts freaking out

"Banana hair?" Barbara said stupidly.

"Now you're talking butter base!" he said flipping off the ground. "Montage!"

*Montage of building makeover*

"Your so magical... Oh wait no... This is one of those cruddy movie dramas... Right?'' Barbara said.

"No time to explain, we have customers!" he said as victims started to walk in to see what the deal with this banana place was.

"Welcome, dear customers. We will help you to a very profesional hair cut. Because this hair saloon is the top of the top~" She smiled. She asked them to sit down. She whispered to JP "You take that victim I'll take this one, kay~" Barbara started to cut the guys hair in to a banana shaped figure. It looked weird... Somewhat abstract.

"Um do you sell bana--" "SILENCE NO INTERRUPTING OUR FLOW!"

She was done with her client. "It is finished. Now you look all glam' and handsome~" She smiled. "Here's a mirror." She gave the guy a mirror. He ran out of the saloon screaming like a crazy lady.

JP patted her on the back "That blue haired guy who owned this place would be proud, god rest his poor departed souls." is he even dead I dunno

"It makes me sad... The blue dude who told us to take this job... He went out so happy but never returned..." Barbara sadly said which turned in to a mad grin. "Maybe he got cut up..." Barbara laughs.

"Who knows maybe we'll see him again some day." This sentance wasn't weird enough so turns out JP is also dancing on the counter wearing two pairs of sun glasses at once.

Barabara Clapped"You are da man~"

peeper the generic goosta comes back

"Oh damn... We already were ready to make a funeral for him..." Barbara sighs.

"Curse these bizarre plot twists!" JP said falling to his knees dramatically and lightning and thunder also happened by coincidence. He stands up suddenly and all is bright again "So hey there Peppa doll where you been we jus been here poppin tags rollin cheques you know the usual score dig?"

"Well todays almost over... We should think of something special for tomorow? If today was banana then tomorow could be dildo? What cha think Jp?" Barbara asked.

"Dildo theme I like it, I'll order the chairs straight away!" and with that he jumped through the window and bolted away for the night.

"I guess I'll close up." Barbara went home.