He may or may not kill me for posting this, but I think it's too funny.
Ever since Derk turned 30, I've joked with him that he's getting old. The past few weeks, I've been joking that he was going through his mid-life crisis early. Why, you ask? Well, some guys may go out and buy a Farari. Some may go out and buy a whole new, younger-looking wardrobe. Some may dye their hair to deny they're going gray. Some may simply get into a depressed funk. But my husband? He just refuses to cut his hair.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Derk's hair
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2 comments:
Dang I look good!
screw the million, keep the hair!
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