Week 28: My 5-head
As you all know, I have a big forehead. When i was younger, my sister used to slap my forehead for kicks and giggles. I didn't like it too much, but it also didn't bother me a whole lot. One day, she slapped my forehead and kept her hand there. Her face was in total shock when she saw that she could fit all 5 of her fingers on my forehead without struggle.
"Jessica! I can fit all 5 of my fingers on your forehead!" she exclaimed.
"Congratulations!" I shot back.
I was always a butt to her, and she was a butt to me.
"You don't have a FOUR-head, you have a FIVE-head!!!" she teased and burst into laughter.
So now, I call my forehead a five-head. People sometimes say to me "nice forehead". But I KNOW those pricks don't actually mean it. So I lift my head up with pride and say "THANK YOU, but I have a FIVE-HEAD!!!"
"Jessica! I can fit all 5 of my fingers on your forehead!" she exclaimed.
"Congratulations!" I shot back.
I was always a butt to her, and she was a butt to me.
"You don't have a FOUR-head, you have a FIVE-head!!!" she teased and burst into laughter.
So now, I call my forehead a five-head. People sometimes say to me "nice forehead". But I KNOW those pricks don't actually mean it. So I lift my head up with pride and say "THANK YOU, but I have a FIVE-HEAD!!!"
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