This is my brother.
This is me.
PT. III:
It's time for a hat adventure. Dare I say, a...HATVENTURE!!
PT. I: This is my brother. He is nary seen without a hat atop his brow. I know what you're thinking, and yes, they do make hats big enough to fit his big head. One time, he was making fun of the (shitty) rice I made, so I threw some at him, and it got on his hat and he was very, very upset. Apparently, his hats are not cheap, and he loves them. Yesterday, this hat was left behind when he returned to his apartment after a weekend at our parents' house. (Based on this evidence, we can assume that it is sorely missed.) PT. II: This is me. I have not showered in exactly 4 days. (I'm actually a festering swamp creature that someone accidentally gave mascara to.) What can I do to cover up this disgusting situation atop my head? Oh, a hat! PT. III: It's time for a hat adventure. Dare I say, a...HATVENTURE!!
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AuthorMme. Johanna is a gaudy jewelry and baby possum enthusiast. This ambitious 30-something woman can often be found declining event invites on Facebook and losing interest in whatever latest hobby her newly diagnosed ADHD has hyperfocused on while she drinks wine on her couch, accompanied by her beloved dog, Dorothy Barker. Categories
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