Sarah
“I’m your hairdresser uncle Fred,” he told Sarah, daintily gesturing with the shears. “Stay still, honey, or I’ll have to break out the buzz cut.”
“I’m your hairdresser uncle Fred,” he told Sarah, daintily gesturing with the shears. “Stay still, honey, or I’ll have to break out the buzz cut.”
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