Hhhmmm. I know it's time to get the hair cut. I know I want it short, I'm just not sure I want to go all the way and get a crew cut. Cause, God Forbid, I'd hate to end up looking like my father. It already bothers me a little, because I see so much of him in me.
Of course, I guess everyone eventually reaches that point where they open their mouths to speak, but it's their parents' words coming out.
My, how the mind wanders.....where did that come from?