Superstar!
I've been trying to ignore it, hoping that it will go away. But every time I see myself, it gets worse. I finally have the perfect hairstyle to go with my fashion sense.
The city turned off our water this morning for maintenance. I had counted on not being able to take a shower, but I hadn't reckoned on the epic struggle that I would wage with my hair. Actually, "epic" and "struggle" would imply that I at least had a chance. Truth be told, my hair reached down and bitch slapped me as soon as I reached for the comb. After causing me to bang my head into the wall several times, it slept with my wife and killed my paw.
I think I'm going to get a haircut this weekend. I'll ask for extra dull scissors -- I want it to hurt.
posted by KOM @ 4:03:00 PM
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5 Comments:
You can't wear hats?
KOM: Resident Bedhead
If your hair looks like this, I recommend the Vin Diesel look for you. Take off, take it all off baby.
Today it rained on my hair. I ended up looking like that scary photo of Jon Bon Jovi in a photo where he had a superman tshirt on.
Hell, i'll try to find it and blog it. YOu've inspired me :)
My internet nanny here at work won't let me see that picture (but somehow that disturbing Avatar of Yawn's makes it through every time!).
Why is the last sentence of this entry one of the best things I've read all month?
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