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Blonde goes to hairstylist
A blonde walked into a hairdresser's with a pair of headphones on and asked the hairdresser for a haircut - but "don't touch the headphones o.k.?"
"Fine" said the hairdresser - a little taken aback - but happy for the work.
Three weeks later, the same blonde returned
and asked for another haircut but with the same condition, "Whatever you do ... don't touch the headphones"
"No problem" said the hairdresser who went on to give her another good cut, considering the
restraint.
Three weeks later, the same thing happened "and don't forget - don't touch the headphones" said the blonde. Well, just as the hairdresser was finishing up, she knocked the headphones off by accident. The blonde promptly fell stone dead on the floor of the shop.
"Oh my God - I think I've killed her" screamed
the hairdresser. She picked up the headphones and heard... "breathe in...breathe out...breathe in...breathe out."
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"Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable. " - Bruce Lee
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12-11-2002 06:32 PM
