Yesterday: Wow, Momma. Your hair. It’s beautiful… the grays are poppin’ out!
Today: When Momma dies, I call this ring. Put my name on it. Oooh, who has dibs on this one?
Yesterday: Wow, Momma. Your hair. It’s beautiful… the grays are poppin’ out!
Today: When Momma dies, I call this ring. Put my name on it. Oooh, who has dibs on this one?
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