Grandma could rock a fro
I have this picture hanging in my garage and it makes me happy every time I see it. I mean, how did she DO that? It's a perfect circle! Sweet Grammy. I think about her every time I see that long list of birthdays on the blog. Crazy.
Joanie, I was mistaken for your sister today at the gym (I used to be mistaken for your daughter, but whatever). I like to believe it was due to the striking similarities in our awesome bodies. No? Crap. Also, I'm not buying your story about eating melted PB cups. We all know you don't eat those. Now if you had said that you melted a Tums, that I would believe.
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I'd never really noticed that picture. I believe that is a for that many a black man would envy!
More, Leash, more! Just keep the posts comin.
Another good one and that was not an afro, it was curled up, ratted, teased and sprayed into a helmet!
Now I know where I got my perfectly round hair. Says Geof.
All I have to do is go outside in the rain and I can rival that! The curse of the bush lives on...ask Geof. Apparently he has the same problem
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