you could ask yourself
you could ask yourself
once in a life time...
Last night Raspootin – not me definitely Raspootin was having a dream about styling Cathy B’s hair. The only problem was that Cathy’s B hair was filled with black fungus and little bugs. The people looking at her skillful do- making kept saying that that it looked great, so Raspootin figured that she must be imagining the infestation.
Well about this time Raspootin woke feeling the call of Nature – around
Typical that one of the biggest Gallery nights of the season is Saturday night and now poor Raspootin has a large bald spot. Could have been worse and she could have fell asleep face forward on the book.
The strange thing about the incident is that Raspootin never chewed gum before she went to bed. Raspootin was unaware that there was even any gum in the house; with the exception of nicorette which turns to stone the moment it is removed from ones mouth.
Just another mystery of how the gum could have possibly got on the back of the book ; how Raspootin could have failed to note it was there, and of all the bad luck – roll on the book in her sleep and get it stuck in her hair.
BW – I swear it is catching…
2 comments:
ah yes, beware the black cloud that upon my head does rest. i am hoping there is a good reason that will one day be explained to me why. i think i will sleep naked under the next full moon and try to reverse the negative energy that has been bestowed upon thineself.
Let me know if that works! My black cloud (not to jinx myself) is not as big or bad as yours - but I am more than willing to try anything to achieve inner well being.
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