Oh, hair, it's not that I don't like you. I just don't know what to do with you. I mean, here you are, looking lovely and curly in a pony tale:
but as soon as I take you down, you want to make me an 18th century poet:
When I was in high school, I had a friend who said they liked my hair. They said I looked like a female Jesus. That was kind; he is perfect, but I don't recall any scriptures commenting on his luscious locks.When Jason's hair grows out, he looks like a woman over forty (his words).
With our two hair types, out children could end up looking like this:
3 comments:
First of all, the back of yo head is ridiculus.
Second of all, your children will have the most luxurious locks I've ever seen.
more please.
Kimberly, you are funny. I laughed probably too much at this blog. ANNNDD on another note.. I noticed you wrote it on the 22nd!! :D
Yay.
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