Tonight, while at Hell-Mart, I noticed a teenage boy with his parents. Why did I notice this one boy in particular in the midst of all these strangers? The truth is - his hair.
His face was completely covered, from forehead to chin, with thin and greasy strands.
I watched him with his family as they walked the aisle, wondering how in the hell he could see, staring even though it was wrong.
I once told my Mom I'd prefer to have an emo child rather than rear a football player or cheerleader (weird? maybe. But I was a 'dark side' kinda gal in High School myself) but after seeing cousin IT...I think cheering on the sports team isn't so bad.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Cousin "It"
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LOL! I have seen a lot of those cousin "IT" types. To be honest, they kind of scare me!
Whenever I see people with hair like that, I just want to kidnap them and take them to the nearest barber.
In college, I sat behind a guy with these horrendous gross looking dreadlocks. Dreadlocks are fine, but this guy did nothing to care for his at all. I had to restrain myself from taking a pair of scissors and chopping his hair during the lecture.
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