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Oh

...as the peroxide blonde child washed my hair in the salon this morning she asked (in that hairdresser way)...'Are you goin' aht tonight?' I replied 'No, we don't get out much with our eight month old'

Her reply?

'I suppose at your age, you have done it all already haven't you.'

This is the beginning of the end.