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Is it possible to have an outtake of what’s essentially an outtake? Is Dustin Goot essentially saying my face needs sculpting, i.e. IS FAT? Can I keep asking questions using the word essentially? Are you essentially still reading this?
Oh um also, please be impressed by my amazing eyebrow dexterity. Surely I’ve told you about the headache inducing hours (yes, plural) I spent in front of a mirror teaching myself how to do that? Oh I haven’t? Well pull up a chair. Wait don’t, it’s a boring story. But magical too. Boring and magical.
For the record I’d like to state that I’m not really losing my hair. I mean, yes, hairs fall out, but they’re replaced with new hair that I pull from a carton and tape to my head. Wait, I can’t even joke about this. Basically I shed, which I think everyone does, only because I have black hair you notice it more, especially if we’re playing fetch and I jump up on you and you’re wearing light colored clothing. Also, there’s one more to come, so don’t you worry about the part where Dustin says this is the final installment. Basically he’s just a big fat liar… who can’t whistle.