For Saturday Centus at Jenny Matlock's blog...any genre, P.G as far as possible, not to exceed 16 words excluding the prompt in bold to create an autobiographical story...with a picture option this time round.
Sixteen in 1990 – Andre Agassi’s striking mane, my heart flutters…
2010 – find out, was a bloody wig!!!
*The picture for those who don't know/remember
19 comments:
Oh don't you hate when that happens! I once bought a wig (after a horrible experience at the hair salon) and nobody knew for the entire almost month that I wore it...the wig matched my style really well....but thankfully my own hair was wearable quickly.....! Thanks for my morning laugh of the day...this was great! Bloody right!
love it. so funny!
What?? Yeah, I lusted over him too but had no idea it was a wig. How could he possibly play tennis like that wearing a wig?? Must've been cemented on.
Yet again, you've taught me so much.
xoRobyn
Hahahahaha !!! I knew it...bloody slap down to all his adoring fans !
BTW, I loved what you wrote in comments to go along with Judie's offering this week...awesome and perfect !
I had no idea!!!!!!!!
No! Say it ain't so! Really? Oh, how I loved his mane.
I'm so disappointed. It's as if you can't believe anything or anyone anymore.
My heart is broken! You SURE about this?
really? wow. Wonder why he felt he needed to wear a wig?
say it isnt so .... i used to lust over his fine mane ...
Seriously?? It was a wig???
What the heck?!
=)
Haha.
Yes, he was really quite bald. LOL
hahahaha... perfect!
Maybe your perception power also changed :P
Hahahaha, love this.
haha! this short but funny post certainly made me laugh. I didn't know that about his hair:)
I love it! I'll bet my husband doesn't know that. I can hardly wait for him to get home so I can tell him!!!
And now he's almost bald!
Glad you left a comment today, Rekha - appreciate it!
It looks like a wig!~Ames
A great story with such a sad twist. Being duped is never a good feeling and is worse when done by someone we admire.
A wig!!!! A wig???? Are you serious?
No way.
My world is shattered.
In a grinning, loving your awesome writing kind of way!
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Glad you made it this far...would love to hear your take on the words scribbled. A comment every now and then keeps the blues away. :D
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