Hair Salon Hot Pocket

I used my hot pink dye to get my boy back. He said it was the best date ever.

My hair dye was the only thing keeping me from crying during my breakup.

I dyed my hair purple and went to the club. No one asked me why I looked like a bruised grape.

My hair was so dyed, I didn’t need a date. Just a bottle of bleach and my pride.

I colored my hair black and walked into the bar. Everyone assumed I was a secret agent.

I dyed my hair green and my ex asked if I was sick. I said, No. I was just trying to be cool.

I used my hair dye like it was my last chance to be pretty. It didn’t work. I looked like a mess.

My hair was so dyed, I didn’t need a life. Just a box of red dye and a bad decision.

I dyed my hair blue and my mom asked if I was trying to scare people. I said, Yes. And it worked.