so i decided to give in to the requests of some people i work with to colour my hair blue. i go out and buy some semi perminant stuff, which shall remain nameless (it was, however, NOT wella, as i cant find anything wella anywhere for some reason). at 4am the next morning, i no longer have bleached blond hair. it is now a mess...
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but in a different city
at a different time
when i caught shit on fire we stood in the kitchen like fools and threw flour on the fire
i dont know why, and i dont know where the boss was
finally i remembered something about oxygen
if not how to spell it correctly
and smashed the fire with another pot
keep your freedom, but stay close to the exits
That's my favorite part.
and yes perhaps there's not enough "managin" going on.