I took Huffty to a football birthday party for the "Little Dynamo" this morning and bumped into some of the usual suspects including Notoplip.
Notoplip, was surprised to see that my hair is pushing back thick and dark despite the recent chemotherapy and he told me that he wasn't happy about it at all!
I've given him comfort over recent months with my regular shaved thatch. Its unevenness whenever it goes beyond a week old must give him a sense of "hair empathy".
So here's the deal Notoplip. If for any reason I don't make it through this mess I promise to grow my thatch for a couple of weeks first and you can have me scalped and apply it as a generous coverage of your own bonce.
I won't be offended if you elect to take only parts and weave it into your own to give it a little more substance though I feel that the darker strands would rekindle the spirit of your youth and would keep my memory alive.
Of course, if there is such a thing as a spirit world, I would solemnly promise not to come back and,of course I wouldn't make it fall out utilising a stencil of a Welsh dragon whilst you were safely asleep. That sort of childish behaviour is well beyond me whether in this mortal coil or other
********* Reaches for book of magical incantations - Hmmmmmmm....Page 23 crop circles; there we go, Page 24 patterned hair configurations ************
I would bequeath my top lip to you too but I could also do with a collagen injection in that department.
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