Hey there Delilah don’t you worry about the distance
Husband has been letting his hair grow wild all summer. A last youthful hurrah if you will, before his Boston qualifying times slow.
“What’s with the hair” is the single most common greeting given to him this summer. His current appearance is reminiscent of Detective Starsky, although more Ben Stiller than Paul Michael Glaser.
- Not pictured: Husband
The time has
long since passed
come for the hair to be tamed, but the fall marathon season is approaching. You may recall that Husband has previously experimented with the superstition-laden powers of the Marathon Mohowk
and the Marathon Moustache
, both of which I cruelly vetoed before the magic kicked in. This time his hair grew long and prospered. Convinced the hair is the power source behind his solid running season, he fears he will weaken and slow with the loss of his locks.
Yes, he has a Samson complex.
Title: Plain White T’s – Hey There Delilah. 2005.
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