For my hair. Too sexy for my hair, could you imagine if it was still there?
I'd be like Sampson if I could really rock the Kentucky Waterfall...maybe it's time to resurrect the ol' rat-tail.
Now that I'm getting huge, why not grow out the hair and just kick it?
In other news, here's Cari and I on on inaugural ride as Stonehouse California Olive Oil ambassadors...
Stuffed into a jersey and riding around Carneros...
2 comments:
Wow Ken, you look like a Redding loca!! Just cut the sleeves off of your white shirt and you're off to Hinkle's to get some Natty Lite.
Once again....lost for words.
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