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Monday, January 31, 2011

Staring

Golly, everyone I walk past is staring at me.
It must be my sexy new haircut, 
and not the fact that I'm trying to cough up a lung.

6 comments:

Sarah Jane said...

I'm going to go with the sexy part.
But now that you mentioned it yet again, you have to post a picture of your haircut.

Anonymous said...

(Running through the minds of eligible young men.)

Stop and stare.
I think you're coughing, do you want a chair?
Your hair is sexy but I can't be snared.
It's a bronchitis-ed lassie.
No ailing breeders for me.

Logan Thomas said...

O.O

(that is me. staring at you like a creeper)

Kelly Latour said...

Yes, that must be it!
Go home, have a bowl of soup and relax!!!

Robin said...

I think you're imagining things.

You're hair looks great, but they aren't staring at you. They are staring at the big, black thing following you.

Don't worry. It only has two legs.

The Erin said...

Shh, Robin! I told you not to tell Jess that I've been following her! Anyway, I'm not THAT big, it's all this fur, it makes me look... poofy.

- The big, black thing