Did you ever dream that you were a dog agility super champ except then it switched and you were at some germy, grungy, derelict seaside park in the dark and the carnies were actually drug addled zombies that were shambling after you with hammers and their big teeth? And then as you're trying to escape your way out from under their oily, horrible claws by clambering up a rat infested palm tree, you're all, this is about dog agility like, how?
23 September 2009
We interrupt dog agility for a good hair day.
My new hair cutter, which I say like I had an old cutter but I think it's been a couple years, at least, since anyone's cut my hair. Which maybe was that girl at the place behind the parking lot by the car dealerships and the bbq hog house. Years. Anyways. She said I had hair like Jennifer Anniston's, but better. Sportier. Like people would PAY to have my hair. PAY to have it. Because you know what's in right now? Sporty, messy, Jennifer Anniston hair. That's right. We're on an upswing and it's all starting with the in hair.
I LOVE my new haircutter.
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So how much could you sell it for? Lots of entries, lessons, gore-tex shoes.... I mean, since people would PAY.
I am interested in how much because I have sporty hair, too. At least, it's messy, so I am happy to know I'm stylin and worth something. Super hard times, sell the hair.
Valpig
Nice 'do.
http://www.longmonthumane.org/viewanimal.php?id=8472476
(and yes, they ship. . .)
And Gustavo is a way cool hair accessory.
Wow! Your hair does look great!
In an odd coincidence, I got my hair cut on the very same day, only my conversation with the stylist was rather more depressing than yours was. [Along the lines of "You really need to go see a doctor about this hair loss."]
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