beaverjessica
Boy, do I love going to the barber. Every few weeks my momma pokes her head out from behind her books and yells at me, "GO GET YER HAIRCUT!" and then she gives me a nickel, and I run down there so so so fast. I walk in and just take in all that fresh smelling shampoo. Walking in I just feel clean and fresh already!
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