
Out of my ears and out from my nose
Where it’ll end only heaven knows
Growing odd hair is really a farce
Fetch me a mirror so I can check on my back.
Perhaps I should shave the bits I can reach
Oh do stop growing I ask and beseech
As I pull and snip and eventually pluck
Oh I give up, I don’t give a damn.
I’ll just watch it grow from my head to the floor
I won’t have the need for a coat any more
I’ll follow the lead of hirsute Cousin Itt
[And now some more growing from there!!!] – OH POO.
(I definitely don’t like the juxtaposition of those two phrases. Lo,TG Ed)
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At last! A photo of you not wearing a silly false beard or a cardboard box on your head. Why you bother with that false beard is beyond me….
The truth had to emerge sometime …….
I was rather fond of the cardboard box. I miss it quite a bit, actually…
I’ll try and find it …… [I hope I didn't take it for recycling!!! ...... eeeeek]
Murderer.
Luckily the TG made me ….. suggested I mean … put up a shelf in the wardrobe today and, lo and behold, there was my box!!!! I found loads of other stuff as well ……. terribly exciting ….. in a way ………
I see that Vivienne Westwood last week at Paris Fashion Week had her girly models wearing moustaches http://www.britishbeautyblogger.com/2010/03/vivienne-westwood-ladies-will-you-wear.html
That would save some time in later life if it became popular a popular trend!!
Waxing could take on a completely different meaning couldn’t it …….
There was a young lady named Buck
Who had the most terrible luck.
She went out in a punt,
Fell out of the front,
And was bit on the leg by a duck.
Just found myself thinking of that somehow…
Strange how things float into the mind [many tee hees and a ha ha as well - excellent]
tell ‘cousin it’ i said howdy!
Will do ……. [Nooter says "Howdy" ........ what am I, a messenger service now? ....... sheeeeesh]
Try lasering – it worked for me
That sounds rather dangerous …….