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the family went camping this last weekend. one of the mornings i passed another fella in our party and commented on how impressed i was that he'd already showered. he said he hadn't and asked what made me think he had. my eyes drifted to his hair in that it looked wet and shiny. he noticed my gaze and ran his hand through it telling me that it was just oily and he needed to go wash it.
sorry dude. my bad.
this mis-speak seemed to make its way back to the camp because later his wife engaged me:
HER
so troy, how long does it take for your hair to look un-showered?
ME
as long as it takes for mcdonalds fries to start looking as if they're rotting.
HER
and, how long is that?
ME
i don't know, they're still watching them.
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