Perfect Timing

This morning, I kind of felt like I was going to burn down the building.  I guess I just got up on the “wrong side of the bed” (as some @ssholes people would say).  Then a friend sent me this picture of graffiti from the great state of Tennessee:

Graffiti

And now, all is right with the world.

Thank you Steve!

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1 Response to Perfect Timing

  1. Steve says:

    You’re welcome! I thought it also might help you envision how you’d look if you did cut your hair even shorter!

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