I believe it’s entirely appropriate to discuss having a bad hair day on a monday.
More often than not mondays and I aren’t the best of friends. It’s not my fault, I’ve waved a white flag many times, but monday always insists on waiting till I’m not looking and then kicking me repeatedly in the shins and then stealing my boyfriend.
but back to bad hair days.
I thought i’d trawl the net for bad hair, as one does, in search of the worst possible do’s.
The do don’ts if you will.
One has to wonder if this was some kind of dare? Or perhaps an initiation ceremony. That the rest of the boys in the team/dorm/chior waited till Myron (that’s what I imagine his name to be) fell asleep and then shaved him an alice band.
here’s the grown-out version:
Nice work Myron!
yeah, he looks scared, and he probably should.
a ‘do’ for people who need to have unimpeded hearing. or cold ears.
Bwahahahaha – oh yes, some days you just have to talk your hair down off that ledge.
Huh? Dude, it’s time to let it go! Your hair’s not coming back, never, no matter what you do to it.
Hope you all have a happy monday.
haha. but i think the kid with the white spikey do looks real cute 🙂
oooh wozzie i love that kid with the spiky hair. too cute!
I think Myron is a skinhead, but when he took that job in the call center, he realised he needed some extra padding to wear his headset for 8 hours a day.