Law School Dropout (LSD) was giving me a sweet head scratch yesterday, and I was telling her how I kind of liked Lice Check Day when I was a kid, with those mommies ever so gently poking around my head in search of cooties. I then told her that it was a great day unless you actually had lice, in which case they threw a bag over your head, sent your ass home, and everyone for the rest of their lives remembered that you were a nasty fucker with parasites.
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I did my friend a favour by looking after her small children. The next day l was sent home from the hairdresser's salon as they had discovered head lice. No less shameful at 30 than at 6.
GB: Quite true, but kind of a lot of work, like eating crab legs.
11: That's the last time you watch over those dirty little bastards, right!?
This topic always makes me so itchy. I know that lice has nothing to do with being dirty or gross, but you are right, whenever I hear that a kid at my kids school has it, I never ever think of that kid as anything other than "the kid that had lice".
I loved head check day too. Kind of like when you get your hair cut and the shampoo/head massage before it but not quite as good.
during my elementary school days, there was an occasion where a girl came home with lice from a birthday party and only the other girls who attended the sleepover were called down to the nurse's office to be checked.
Radio: Right! Not quite as good, but still pretty good.
Jov: Oh wow! Lice infestation fallout. How embarrassing for that kid. But funny . . .
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