Saturday, April 3, 2010

27/365

i remember when i was a little girl, one of my teenage cousins used to get in trouble alot. one night my uncle came to our house and said that my cousin had gone out and hadn't come back. they knew she went drinking with friends but those friends said they dropped her off at my grandma's house. everyone was searching high and low for her. they finally found her...

..in the irrigation ditch...
...with burrs in her hair.
she had to cut her hair because they couldn't get the burrs out otherwise. burrs became known in our family as "sally's hair rollers".
and that's why you don't play with alcohol, kids.

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