Styled my hair just so with that old brush. I needed to look good for my audition, singing into my hirsute microphone. Must’ve been too loud, cuz Dad smacked my butt with it.
The Trifextra weekend challenge was to tell a story, in exactly 33 words, about a single object, used three different ways.
Thin spiral notebook 
I love the voice of this piece. It takes me back to the days when my sisters and I would stand on my sister’s double bed, hairbrushes and the ends of jump ropes in hand, and sing as loudly as we could.
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Oh yes, I’ve been that girl too. And I loved your word choice. Thanks for playing along with us again this week. Be sure to come on back tomorrow for the new challenge.
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The road to stardom is painful ;). There isnt a person here who hasnt sung into that mic; great job!
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Hair brush is the perfect mike and what girl hasn’t used it for that purpose? I’ve also been smacked by one. Lovingly, of course.
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Hehe. Well done.
Anna :o] at http://puzzelicious.blogspot.com
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🙂 good one
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I love this, Tara. Singing into a brush, who has not done that? :-))
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Love this! What is it about the hairbrush that makes it a great butt snapper? I’m still trying to figure that one out. And the hirsute microphone? Priceless!
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And I’ve had my share of butt taps with one. LOL Terrific imagery.
dk
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This made me smile. Haven’t we all sung into a brush before? =)
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