Last year I was told "You have hair. Not like my dad, he is all bald. You at least have sprigs of hair". Thanks seven year old for recognizing the slight difference between bald and sprigs. Last week, as I was sitting on the floor I felt someone standing behind me. Then I felt a small hand tracing spiraling circles on my head and then I heard, epiphany. "Hey guys, come here. Look at Todd's hair, it looks like a whirlpool". A debate arose, does my lack of hair pattern look more like a tornado or a whirl pool. Thank you National Geographic Magazine for providing us with fantastic photos that solved our debate. Whirlpool it is.
Just today I heard a slight variation from the first interaction. The girl was younger, her father still "all bald" and me asking if I could borrow her great glimmering pink bedazzled head band so that I can keep the hair out of my eyes. Her reply "Well you have some hair. You kind of have pringles of hair." Clearly Pringles are not a staple in her home because my hair is not crunchy and delicious. After further discussion her approach remained the same but she used the phrase prinkle of hair instead of the previous pringle. "I may not have hair but I do know that prinkle is not even a word!" Okay, I didn't really say that and the word prinkle may be in the Scrabble dictionary. I assume she was trying to get to the work prickly.
...but I can grow a kick ass beard.
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