That’s where it’s at!
Don’t need no hat!
And you’ll look less fat
After eating the infinite pie.
At the wig shoppe!
You’ll make new friends!
There’s no split ends!
Our new psychic portends
Your next coin toss will end in a tie.
Near the wig shoppe!
There’ll be ten parades!
See the ice capades!
Buy a case of toupees
And watch them build their own hive.
In the wig shoppe!
You can hear the skulls rattle!
Brand a whole herd of cattle!
We teach hair plugs how to tattle
On their owners for their stunning lack of pride.
Shop till you drop!
Watch a bald spot pop!
Kick a mammoth!
In your pajamas!
Own the wig shoppe!
We are going out of business!
Closing up right after Christmas!
Put that hairpiece on your wish list
And maybe Santa will shave his beard and staple it to your head.
Some people will find this disturbing.
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Oh why oh why was I cursed with a lucious, full head of hair!
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Oh dear.
I find this disturbing.
:-S
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I just LOVE those adverts on the tube for the "hair pill". Guys grow hair whilst on this pill. They say side effects include 'sexual disfunction'.
I can just hear the guy saying, "Honey! Look at all this HAIR!"
She says, "OH! BABY! Let's ****!"
He says, "Sorry, no can do...but, LOOK! HAIR!"
???
Has anyone ever seen a wig hive? The Queen Wig is by far the most sought-after member of the barber kingdom.
BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ! sound of bees or electric scizzzors.
Kick a mammoth,
in your pajamas?
Somebody's got it goin' on!
Word.
I just heard an explosion in the direction of this blog! Are you guys okay?!? Those damn spider spammers! We must destroy them, and all blogs that harbor them!
toupe or not toupe...
I like wigs, even more so if they help me look like Carrot Top.
And let me say to you Roboshrub. I am getting tired of your war on "Happy Holidays", with your brazen use of a Saint's beard and your push for commercialism in the form of "faux" spam. I know it is all a clever ruse. *shakes head in a shame making manner*
And my WordVert was VGOPPEA, as if that were an random act also. Good day to you sir!! Good Day!!!
Spiders?! This bodes ill for us all! The machines can now read! Why have you betrayed us, Blogger?!
We trusted you!
I would say something but I don't want to emotionally scar your circuits any more than I already have.
And I would say something...
but I was told there would be free donuts?
Truly not one whit I say,
not one whit for you today.
Not a whit,
a jot or bit.
Not a wig,
or guinea pig.
Not a Hee, a Ho or Hum.
Today we've got none of thum.
Not a bright and bold bouquet
and Not a jingling Xmas sleigh.
And certainly not that Merry Claus
or his seasonal guffaws.
It's cause I'm sad that my toupee
caught by the wind was blown away
So, sorry you got zilch today.
I call this one, Ode to Capitalism.
That is the BIGGEST spam I've ever SEEN!!! :-O *GASP*
(...and I don't say that to everybody!!!)
Oh I bet she does.
Hahahaha!!!
BAD Hippo!
Very very BAD!
Under the Historical Annoyance Act of 1982, removal of this gigantic spam is prohibited. Due to its ostentatiousness and length, this qualifies as "an historic spam" as defined by HAA.
I'm fully within my rights as a secret agent to make that kind of call. Just ask my supervisor- oh, wait, you can't, because it's CLASSIFIED!
Funny, I just read a post from one of my friends about wigs. It's here.
I guess I need to go out and buy a wig. Maybe a short one to put over my ponytail?
Does a chest wig qualify?
Ps. You've been violated by anonymous.
Let me check the handbook...
Nope, chest wigs are not in violation of HAA. But they are in violation of the Transcontinental Railroad, so I insist you desist.
May the light of day shine upon your merkin!