This year’s Olympics have left me more depressed than a vegetarian at a Brazilian steakhouse.
And I’m not talking about the fifth snowflake-ring debacle, or the times my countrymen haven’t nailed their triple sow-cow twist and shout ice skate thingy. I’m talking about follicles.
Actually, the lack thereof.
You see, Shaun White and I were meant to be.
We have the same exact hair.
Well, we used to.
I’m not lamenting the fact that he was the Samson of the skateboarding world, and with the loss of his locks came the loss of a medal. No, I’m lamenting the loss of what our Christmas card would have looked like with us and our six children:
(It was inevitable at least one would pop out with recessive genes.)
For the sake of our future spawn and holiday greetings, consider this a passionate plea, Shaun White, to grow out your locks like Rapunzel once more.
I’ll be waiting.
Love the comparison you chose because I’m vegan, and our work Christmas party is at a Brazilian steakhouse every year haha! (I brought my own bagged lunch this past Christmas #dontcare) Also, totally missing his hair as well 😦 Additional womp on no medal, but IPod killed it.
Oh my gosh that is too funny you have your annual Christmas party at a Brazilian steakhouse!!! I’m even more glad now that I choose that analogy HaHa. And yeah, Shaun has had his wins so it’s OK someone else got the gold this time! 🙂
I’m sad on the haircut too but I still think Shawn White is a hottie! Just like you Meghan! 🙂
Also, remember that time we went to a Brazillian steak house? MEAT COMA!