Eyes were popping at 7th and Montana this morning as the Turbanator, the man whose multi-colored, terrycloth towel doubles as a turban, seemed intent on letting his hair -- or at least his turban -- down. It was hanging in loose folds down the right side of his head. He looked like he'd just returned from a swim ... way down upon the swami river. I'd say he's coming unravelled, but something tells me he started out that way ...!
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Weezer is going through my head: "If you want to destroy my sweater, pull this thread as I walk away."
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