It was like a dark, laden cumulonimbus of hair. Like a giant sable mound of mashed potatoes inscrutibly drawn to is head. So I yelled out the window as I drove by:
"Dude! Take that fro to the cracks of.mount doom! Gandalf will guide you!"
He didn't get it. He just turned away, and a moment later, his fro followed after.
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