O where is my hair stuff?

Narrator: Now it's time for silly things with Tammie. It's the blog entry in which Tammie enters the stage and pirates the lyrics of a silly Veggietales song. Our curtain opens as Tammie, having tried a new hair stylist this afternoon in her never ending quest for a good cut at a reasonable price, is searching for her hair stuff (or products - but 'stuff' is a better fit since the original lyrics is 'hair brush') Not happy with the current style, Tammie sings......

"O where is my hair stuff, o where is my hair stuff - oh where oh where oh where oh where oh where is my hair stuff?"

Narrator: Having heard Tammie's cry of lament on facebook, dear childhood friend Lynne (who is now a hair stylist in GA) enters the scene. Alarmed and saddened that her friend is not happy with her hair style, Lynne offers words of comfort and sings.....

"I'd cut your hair for free if only you lived closer to me!"

Narrator: Spying her hair stuff where it belongs (it wasn't even missing in the first place) Tammie rejoices and sings (and jumps a couple of verses at the same time).....

"Yes, there is my hair stuff - now its time to use my hair stuff, its time to soften the stiff hair and wash out my hair because I have found my hair stuff!"

Narrator: After washing her hair with her special non-sulfate formula (which is of the cucumber aloe variety - not something Larry might approve of) that she found with 'The Phebes' a few years ago in the RVA, Tammie's hair is neither stiff nor as big as a football helmet. Tammie smiles as she can live with the cut - but the quest for an affordable hair stylist continues.....

The End