My dad used to get so frustrated when he came home from the store, unpacked the grocery bags, and discovered that once again the pop he had so diligently searched for had become "diet" pop during the ride home.
I thought about him yesterday after I rinsed the coloring out of my hair and reread the box. When I was at the store it said Dark Blonde but now that the color was attached to my head it read Terracotta Blonde AKA Super Woman Red.
Supplies!*
*69**
**a joke about a joke that my dad used to tell.
1 comment:
Red hair for Christmas. You might try a green hat to go with it.
P.S. You'll have to tell me the joke about the joke.
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