Going to get a haircut is one of life’s simple joys for me. #3 on top, high and tight.
A better way to broadcast that to the world would be, "hey there ladies I'm not bald, that's a solar panel for a looooove machine".I don’t remember the last time I got a “haircut”. I don’t own a comb, I don’t use shampoo and I certainly don’t have any “bad hair” days.
Of course, I also don’t exactly have them beating down my door either.