"OMG," coffee was part spit out, part swallowed, "Whatever it is, it's stuck in Kramer's hair!" She backed her two pounds slimmer butt against the steaming radiator and didn't appear to be yelling out the window, It's STUCK IN MY FRIEND'S HAIR...
Said to be the sundial of savages, the shadows where one can read the absence of the thing represented. Only during daylight of course.
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