your–grandma:New yair, new hair. (At last…..my head….it’s free…….)This isn’t a joke. I had lit
your–grandma:New yair, new hair. (At last…..my head….it’s free…….)This isn’t a joke. I had literally gotten the same haircut for 8 years straight. I will miss my giant mass of jewish floof, but It Was Time. Now is the year of the jewish pomp. Or, the floofadour, if you will. -- source link
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