Tuesday, January 15, 2013

1/15/2013

She tells him he has "grave-grass hair." He is bald, with just few stray sprigs. He says, "Yer a bitch," in the same manner that he would say, "Pass the peas." I love the banter that ensues when they dig up the hatchet and partake in the booze.

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