Brit Brit’s weave mites were getting into the bags of grits, so Daddy Spears sent her off to the salon to get that sh*t fumigated.
Last night, Brit Brit showed up to the Nine Zero One salon for the works! The staff puts on their hazard suits, flea dipped Brit, tamed her weave with a garden hoe and a peroxide prayer, rolled her in Cheeto dust and brought Maaco in to do her face. VOILA!
Brit Brit went in looking like a beautiful and rare Louisiana trailer park dandelion that tastes like 4-day-old Frapp crust and causes you to hallucinate about Christmas when you chew on it. And Brit came out looking like something Hulk Hogan would love to mbuttage while wearing a yellow speedo. Basically, what I’m trying to say is that Brit looked better before.
But I shouldn’t worry, she’ll be back to looking like her old stunning self when she rolls off the futon tomorrow morning. Yay!
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