Shower o'Crisco

The picture of the cat pissing is priceless. I think Ashley should begin Gus's training immediately, and I want regular updates on his (Ashley and Gus) progress. Anyhow, I wanted to share a story from Nashville. Getting up Monday morning I took a shower. I noticed her shampoo and conditioner were in brown bottles, but didn't think too much about it. I didn't dry my hair and Krissie and I set off to get breakfast. On the way back home she said, did you use my shampoo and conditioner? I said yes- it looked like those mahogeny cards in the drug store. Leigh Ann I need to preference this by reminding you that Krissie' mom is Fijian, and Krissie has really coarse/thick/curly hair. Anyhow, she said, well my hair stylist suggested me trying the shampoo/condition- it's for black people. Granted she's always just used regular shit. I said, oh really, but didn't think too much about it either. On the way home I felt and looked at my hair- I looked like I had taken crisco and run it through my hair. It was shiny and greasy. I immediately took a shower at mom and dad's, but it's just now getting back to normal, well as normal as it ever was to begin with. But thought I'd share- it was pretty funny, and I'll have to look twice before washing my hair again at the Rigsby's.