Posted on November 8, 2005

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Yesterday as I was in the elevator I said to the (completely unknown) guy in there with me, “Can I ask you an offensively personal question?”
“Go right ahead.”
“Does the doo rag…represent anything?”
“It doesn’t represent anything, it just keeps my head flat.”
Huh? Did he mean hair? I will never know now. He got out too quick.

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