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Massive headache last night kept me up till 4 AM.
Get up with the remnants of a sledgehammer going off inside my head.
Amy just walked in and notifies me that the shower drain is clogged. (We had this problem in Little Rock.) She has a wire coat hanger in her hands.
Next from the bathroom I hear -
“Oh sick. Nasty. I am going to throw up. This is just….ohhhh…..gosh…..mmmmm….shew……ughhhhh.”
“Look at this!”
Which of course - I don’t want to but Amy pulls out this mass of wet hair about the size of a softball.
Then I get a wiff of the smell.
Oh sick. Nasty. I am going to throw up. This is just….ohhhh…..gosh…..mmmmm….shew……ughhhhh.
And to think I stayed home for this today.
4 responses so far ↓
1 Adwire Guy // Jan 17, 2007 at 9:12 pm
Think of it…No longer than you have lived in your house, that wet and rotting hair was mostly someone else’s.
2 Mom // Jan 17, 2007 at 10:21 pm
“Shut up and call the plumber”….flashback of the past? Hope this problem is all cleared away now.
Would I be a meddling mother to say I hope you will go to the Doctor and get a physical? I am saying it anyway..because I love you and your family. We would like to have you 100 % for a long time!
3 wayne // Jan 18, 2007 at 7:26 am
Has Steve visited you lately and taken a shower there?
4 britton // Jan 18, 2007 at 7:57 am
That’s what happens when you shave your back, bro.
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