For some reason I woke up this morning with the thought that I couldn’t possibly have surgery with two inch roots and fuzzy ends. I figured that my recovery would go better with fresh hair color and a fresh trim. Does that make sense? Or is it just me? It just had to be done
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So yesterday after work I was sitting in the car in the grocery store parking lot while my Mother ran in to get something. I was minding my own business, talking to Tinkerbell on the phone when all of the sudden there is this big penis beside me
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Argh! So this morning my mother and I were on our way to work (we carpool since we work at the same place) and right at one of the busiest intersections in Arlington, (Cooper & Pioneer Pkwy for those in the area.) her car dies. DIES dies. Like really dies. It made this whistling, kind of airy sound and went dead and would make absolutely no attempt
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