For those of you who've never met me (and that would include everyone but Mom and Matt at Conservative Hideout and a few others), you can't tell by the words I write that I have curly hair. You also can't tell that I'm a perfect 10. To retarded Martians (I really have to thank Rahmbo for reviving that word).
Showing posts with label Extreme Bad Hair Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Extreme Bad Hair Day. Show all posts
Friday, February 5, 2010
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Extreme Bad Hair Day
I have to say this is probably the worst bad hair day ever recorded on film. It's kinda cruel to post this, but...well...she did put it on the Internet....
UPDATE...
So what if it's an act...it's still a friggin' riot.
UPDATE...
So what if it's an act...it's still a friggin' riot.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)