Last week a teenage friend of my little sister came into our shop with his dad. They were looking to have a spiked strip made to attach to a top hat. I immediately thought of Slash, even though Slash's hat had these big silver southwestern buckle-things, not spikes. However, the kid had the curly hair to pull it off. 
I ordered the spikes and went to work:
Come to think of it, Slash looks a lot like a kid I knew in high school named Diego Montoya. We used to make him threaten the six-fingered man's life as often as possible. (Get it? Get it?)
I ordered the spikes and went to work:
Come to think of it, Slash looks a lot like a kid I knew in high school named Diego Montoya. We used to make him threaten the six-fingered man's life as often as possible. (Get it? Get it?)
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