[bagster]

A mean, masculine, ugly man thug! I can draw a mustache and 5 o’clock shadow on.

'Member that kleenex you kept in your bra in Jr. High?

Well, two words. A roll of quarters.

Don't ask me how I know.

[little jeremiah]

Hmm, roll of quarters. DH has mentioned holding something like that in his fist.

I have a better idea. DH can put one of my dresses on and administer whatever needs to be administered. He might have enough hair for a small hair barrette.