HarleenQuinzel
Hiya, weirdos!
I'm Harley. Woman of mystery... Well, okay. Maybe less mystery and more mayhem. Either way, what do you care? Odds are you're just looking to get your rocks off while you imagine some creature... giant... little girl... whatever, you just want to end up in their belly. In my professional, clinical opinion, that's a bit wacko.
I like it.
Anywho, back story. Abusive childhood, blah blah blah, gymnastics, degrees, and then I had the chance to work with real wackos (worse than you weirdos) at Arkham. I fell for one. You probably haven't heard of him.
Anyway, I'm over all of that nonsense. (Unless you've seen him around. Have you? Not that I really care, it's just
ENOUGH! Wrap up these parenthesis and get back to the story!
Fine. Poo on you though.)
Go read my story on Wikipedia if you need to. Or on the various DC sites. Or at a comic book store. Weird people hang out there too. You'd like it.
Or you could watch that new movie - they made me blonde again. That's ok though, she looked amazing... If I made out with her, would that be like making out with myself? Would the universe collapse into a giant fireball or something? I'm kinda hungry. What was I talking about?
Why am I here? It looked FUN! So say hi! I'm not messing with these preference bar thingies. I don't like making decisions. Am I a prey? Pred? I don't know, are you pizza? Can we pretend you are?
Here are my preferences:
1. Be FUN!
Umm... I suppose that's it. Now stop creeping on my profile and say hello! I don't bite.
Wait, you weirdos like that. So...
Say hello, and maybe I'll bite!