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[trinityvixen]

Last night I dreamt that one of jethrien's bridesmaids had talked me into donating tissue right before I went to Disney World to support my sister in her cheerleading championships. I only discovered that someone had actually gone right ahead and taken brain tissue when I went to put my hair up and the entire top half of my scalp looked like the stitching on a football.

My complaint? I was going to get sunburnt on my head in Florida because I'd never be able to find a hat big enough for my head. (Hey, I have that problem in real life, too!)

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our poor mother...

[arcfox7.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's impossible for hats our size. Whenever I find one that I remotely like and fits well, it's as good as bought. Price is no object. Hat fits gargantuan cranium. It's like Sputnick, large and round and pointy at parts...

*Goes to cry himself to sleep on his huge pillah*

couldn't resist.

Re: our poor mother...

[trinityvixen.livejournal.com]

Ha! Yes, awesome, I still remember that one--mostly because it comes up in SceneIt? all the time. But so, so true for our family. Sometimes I buy hats that are too tight and I hope they'll fit eventually. Why don't they ever break in like jeans?