So Dan asked if I could trim his hair.  Sure, of course I will.  How hard can it be.  So I gathered my tools............... No comb?  Oh well.  Combs are for babies.  I can do this solo.
No comb?  Oh well.  Combs are for babies.  I can do this solo. And so I began my career in hairdressing.  Until 'whoops'.  There was no going back.
And so I began my career in hairdressing.  Until 'whoops'.  There was no going back.
 The aftermath.
 The aftermath. And the end result.  Not too bad, in fact I kind of like it.  But I still don't think Dan will let me near him with the clippers again.
 And the end result.  Not too bad, in fact I kind of like it.  But I still don't think Dan will let me near him with the clippers again. Dan's mom is going to KILL me.
Dan's mom is going to KILL me.
 
2 comments:
Oh, I almost passed out!!! Tho I think I kind of like it. He's now in sinc w/Mr. Mike. Tho you might be right about Miss Jenny:)
Mom
He doesn't look like he'll murder you at this moment. Really, he carries it well
However, you'd better make yourself scarce today or set up a roadblock on 70. Jenny is going to get you!
Thanks for the family bonding around our computer this morning, Mr. Dan.
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