At one point, I was cute, spitty and good company.
Despite experiments with scissors Christmas mornings,
I remained a cheerful, good natured kid.
I remained a cheerful, good natured kid.
Then everything went desperately wrong.
Slights, demerits, guffaws, snorts and degrading comments welcome.
Slights, demerits, guffaws, snorts and degrading comments welcome.
3 comments:
he he heheheheeeeee
I remember these haircuts.
You 80’s rock chick, you.
Priceless. :)
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