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I have been hunting my baby-hair (!!) all day. I caught 11 of them and I nearly got another one but it jumped out of a window so I guess it's dead anyway.
As those babies are offspring of MY hair I am their grandfather...or something. Meaning: THEY'RE MINE! I don't care what you do with the rest of them but those 11 hairbabies will be killed tonight and hexed onto my head. So I'm gonna have brand-new hair that is actually still my own hair. Fantastic, isn't it?!
Don't you try to rescue them, Crabbe!!
O_O
One of them just called me "Mama"!
...
I hate my life.
As those babies are offspring of MY hair I am their grandfather...or something. Meaning: THEY'RE MINE! I don't care what you do with the rest of them but those 11 hairbabies will be killed tonight and hexed onto my head. So I'm gonna have brand-new hair that is actually still my own hair. Fantastic, isn't it?!
Don't you try to rescue them, Crabbe!!
O_O
One of them just called me "Mama"!
...
I hate my life.