She’s a dishwater or dirty blonde. Ugh, blondes get terrible adjectives. Anyway, it’s kinda in between blonde and brown. Dorothy and Mike are much blonder, but Joyce has always been referred to as a blonde.
It’s a not uncommon problem for those of us whose hair is long to find them there on occasion and it’s only marginally less uncommon for people we’re physically close to have the same experience.
I wonder the same, but unfortunately it’s usually my own
(and white, actually)
I’d rather not Ponder the answer to that.
That made me feel uncomfortable.
That made Walky feel uncomfortable.
Is… Is Joyce blonde?
Yes.
If it were not Joyce’s hair, that would raise more questions than it would answer.
She’s a dishwater or dirty blonde. Ugh, blondes get terrible adjectives. Anyway, it’s kinda in between blonde and brown. Dorothy and Mike are much blonder, but Joyce has always been referred to as a blonde.
strawberry, platinum…
may I suggest “sandy”?
(I mean yes, it gets everywhere, but it’s not so bad compared to the alternatives)
Yes… but it would be more interesting if this blonde hair was Dorothy’s shade… and yet he still has no idea how it got there.
Do I want to know how that hair got there?
It’s a not uncommon problem for those of us whose hair is long to find them there on occasion and it’s only marginally less uncommon for people we’re physically close to have the same experience.
Speaking as someone who has had long hair and close relations with another long-hair, hair gets in nooks and crannies without rhyme or reason.
Okay, okay. Now things are getting too real.
I have experienced this exact scenario (except the hair wasn’t blonde). When my wife had long hair, it turned up in all kinds of odd places.
Geez, I am so sick of everything having to be about Trump.
It’s the storm we all have to endure.