Anyway, the other day, Brandon said that behind our brick facade that resembles a fireplace (with no fireplace), there were some pictures. He took off the top of the mantle and fashioned some sort of stick to retrieve them. So they were dirty, but the first one was an 11 x 14 gargantuan photo of some little girl staring down into a flower or something. I just had him toss it.
But the second, THE SECOND was priceless. Not only for the ugliness that it was, but for the history and backstory it (probably) provides. We will assume, for it seems perfectly timed, that this is is a photo of the one and only owner of THIS. Why do we have such an obsession with bringing THIS up? Because THIS, folks, is our favorite goodness about the house. Such mystery, such intrigue, such trash. I love it. Anyway, here he is, sitting exactly in the center of where our bed is NOW, getting his hair permed. I know that when Brandon gets his hair permed, he wears the same outfit. It's really the perfect ensemble for the task. Maybe the chest hair was next on the perming agenda. I guess we'll never know. And on my growing list of things I wish I never knew?
THIS
Anyway, here it is.
Oh, and by the way, THANKS honey, for getting me a scanner/printer/copier for our anniversary in November. It makes all this possible.
8 comments:
LOL! My mom used to perm my dad's hair all the time (that's not him in the picture though)! Your house is cooler than mine.
It's all beginning to make sense. I don't think I'll ever feel the same in your house again. Oh, and it's about frickin' time you posted :)
So is that the same guy that looked at playgirl and chewed tobacco?
LOL, I mean really! LOL
Does this guy resemble anyone we know?
so priceless
Yay, you're back! So this picture is freaking hilarious--I love the total 70's look this picture has about it.
I wasn't sure your next post could top The Housicle....
but lo and behold, you JUST MAY HAVE.
Hysterical!
If only the walls could speak. That is so funny.
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