Bad Hair Day

Me, upon seeing Susie’s bedhead first thing in the morning: “Susie, your hair is crazy.” 

Susie: “Is Becky’s hair crazy?” 

Me: “Nope, not this morning.” 

Susie, looking over at her sister, bursts into tears. 

Me: “What’s the matter?”

Susie: “Becky’s hair is gloating.”

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