The other night, I was looking at Tommy's forehead. No reason, just taking a peeksy. He said, "Quit looking at my storm." Huh? I said, "I have no idea what you're talking about." He said, "You know, my storm. It's like a hurricane on the top of my head and these little hairs left are hanging on for dear life!"
2 comments:
Tommy is one funny SOB! Love that guy!
Hilarious! Guy gets very bugged when I bring up his hair loss! It's a conversation I have learned to avoid!
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