Hmm, I thought you thought I was the wrong hair sacrificer (the one who fancied the D.W.) as I would have described my hair as my one asset but not necessarily my one beauty, unlike poor plain D.W.-fancier.
But it seems that there is yet another hair sacrificer in the mix! There are so many of us. I don't recall the boy next door, but perhaps it is because I have eyes only for my husband. Well, I've gone and done it; I've sold my hair; and used the money to buy hubby an anniversary present.
Do you mean to say there's a lad next door with his eye on me? Or if I figure out who the third hair-sacrificer is, will it help me figure out who the mother with the unappreciated DD is?