i found in my pursuit of God that He was much more hotly in pursuit of me.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

for the love of all things sacred.... NOOOOOOOO




arrivederci, rebecca marie

9 flattering compliments:

Blogger JanniLaine gushed...

I Hate that train.

That is a very bad train.

Burn it.

2/21/2006 2:04 PM  
Blogger rebecca marie gushed...

yeah, the chick with the bald spot's not a real huge fan of it, either. i said "oh... honey. i am soooo sorry about your hair..."

response? "it's okay, i have lots more."

2/21/2006 2:06 PM  
Blogger LoriLoo310 gushed...

Ooooooowwwwwww!

That happened to me once in middle school. It involved an evil button on a jean jacket and quick arm movement from a friend. And I, with the very thin hair I have, do not have any to spare.

2/21/2006 4:05 PM  
Blogger Kristi gushed...

I had a similiar hair loss experience as a kid. I don't know which belonged to Satan at that moment -- the vicious vacuum cleaner (with strong rollers) or my brother wielding said vacuum.

2/21/2006 7:10 PM  
Blogger Norman gushed...

ROFLMAOO!!!!!

That poor thing (the bald spot owner - NOT the train!)

Norman

2/21/2006 8:00 PM  
Blogger LITTLE MISS gushed...

what the hell happened? OUCH!!

2/21/2006 8:02 PM  
Blogger tabitha jane gushed...

satan's very own wad of silly putty found its way into my hair as a child . . . and you know how crazy curly my hair is . . . it jus wouldn't let go . . .

2/22/2006 12:55 PM  
Blogger Sarah gushed...

OH my WORD! Did that really happen to you!

And I'm the sort of person who screams bloody murder if someone tries to pick ONE hair off my head for fun...

2/24/2006 1:48 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous gushed...

Are you calling my son satan? That poor train didn't mean to do it....it was just well, doing its own thing, when that hair went all up in it, ya know. Soory Baby Girl, maggie

3/19/2006 11:48 PM  

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