This conversation took place at my sister and her husband's house between Gianna and my cousin, Joel:
(looking at a picture of Sar & Evan on their wedding day)
Tito Joel - when you get married, you don't have any more hair.
What do you mean?
(turns and looks at Evan, then back at Joel -
she points to the picture)
See - when you get married, you don't have any more hair.
Let's look at the men in Gianna's life:
My Dad - married, no hair
My husband - married, no hair
and finally, the one who brought on this whole discussion:
my brother-in-law, Evan - married, no hair.
Gianna may be onto something.