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Q: You know what I hate more than bad hair?
A: Badly ironed hair!
Does anyone understand the philosophy behind the rubbish given above?
I do, of course!
But lets see what you've got to say about it!
Discuss!!!!!!

Comments

Kyla Makay said…
Do you mean like SUPER over straight hair? yeah... :P gag me. haha It looks so badddd. girls just go natural! Please. haha God made you the way he wants you.


-makay
July 1, 2010 at 8:33 AM
Killer Drama said…
badly iron hua? shampoo waapassss
July 1, 2010 at 11:29 AM
Anish Patel said…
Is it some girly thing?
July 1, 2010 at 11:36 AM
Dreamcatcher said…
arreeee no guys.....ul making philosophy ka tragedy mannn!!!!!!!!!

but hey nice pointers...makay, you right...too straight hair look like brooms...i love tossed, blow dried hair...

crazy diamond: hahahhaaa....dats super irritating...wapas itna tym waste karna padta hai to iron again...

anish: no its not a girly thing...i mean d example i gave above is sorta girly but usme philosophy dhundo yaar....
July 2, 2010 at 1:15 AM
Anish Patel said…
waise hi philoshpy bouncer hoti hai re..... anyways .... lets try..
There is always more bad thing in world other than what happened to you, is it your point?
July 2, 2010 at 8:16 AM
Dreamcatcher said…
naaa
okay il say it....
i meant ke ...
ur hair is alredy bad n u try to make it look good but end up making it lookin even worse den it alredy was...
d same way, wen ur life is goin miserably and you try to better it and jus end up making it more complicated and even more miserable is such a WTF situation....:(

i know, my philosophy was stooooooopid!!!!!!!
bear me guys! i'm stuck in dis dont-know-wats-wrong-with-me stupor!!!!!!!!!
July 3, 2010 at 8:58 AM
Lazy Flying Saucer said…
actually load mat le yaar..guys luv either girls with real nic hair....or the ones who have hair all messed up...truly they think them to be of their league...so u are in benefit in all ways.. :)

nic post..i luved the style..
July 3, 2010 at 11:55 AM
Dreamcatcher said…
hmmm..thnx for the advice...my hair is all messy and wavy...and SHORT!!!!
hahaha....dont fall in any of the categories above! :P
but doesnt matter...i have given up hope of ever having awesum hair long long ago...:D
July 4, 2010 at 2:09 AM
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