Posted by:
Elder Berry
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Date: August 30, 2018 02:20PM
When I was a teenager I was required to get regular wig chops from my father. It was so hard for me to sit there like I was made in the shade but I tried. He was my dad but not a daddy-o or a greaser. And I was just one of his many ankle biters. Every time he mentioned giving me a wig chop I beat feet to burn rubber. I knew I was cruising for a bruising but I wanted a long coif that would razz my berries. Whenever I mentioned want it my parents told me to cut the gas. Long hair was the ginchiest and I thought the gals with classy chassis and not chastises would want to play back seat bingo with me if I had some. Word from the bird was guys with long hair were.
https://www.msn.com/en-us/lifestyle/smart-living/100-slang-terms-from-the-20th-century-no-one-uses-anymore/ss-BBGrBeS?ocid=spartandhp#image=18Edited 2 time(s). Last edit at 08/30/2018 02:22PM by Elder Berry.