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Thursday, February 23, 2012

The Hair That Broke The Comb

So I clocked out, and realized that my ponytail was falling out, and my hair was in my eyes and bugging me.  So I went into the bathroom, and grabbed my trusty red comb which I bought home Avon.  ~CRRRAAACCCKKKKK!!!~
Goodbye, comb.  It was good to have you, own you, and love you.

Of course, my comb was red.  I owned it for about a year, maybe two.

Superglue is not going to save me here.

BAD HAIR!!! Bad, bad, bad!

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