The place where I get my hair cut has almost all female employees, but when I went in for a trim yesterday I had some dude that looked like he should’ve been driving a semi truck.
Actually Bug has eyebrows in each one, but they are black eyebrows on a black face, so you can’t see them. Which now has Adam wondering if he wasted the 2 hours he spent making sure each panel had the correct eyebrow placement for that situation.
Reminds me of a friend’s husband who was desperate that their baby not be a boy because he didn’t want to have to talk about cars and throw a football. On the way into the delivery room he grabbed the doctor’s sleeve and begged him to make sure it was a girl. Doc gave the woman a “Is he for real?” expression. Mercifully it was a girl, and so was the other one.
My second-favorite barber of all time was a gay Asian man. Dude was FOCUSED. No talking beyond “How do you want it to look?” After that, he was all business.
My favorite? A felon. He was busted for drug dealing, learned to cut hair in prison, and kept at it when he got out. Cheap, efficient, and you got to meet some pretty colorful folks. Plus, there were always cops getting their hair cut there, so it was pretty safe.
It never bothers me when the barber talks to me. If I don’t like the topic, I change it. I guess I’m just not that uptight about what the barber talks to me about this week.
The fourth panel often results in you looking fabulous as well. Always the best option.
The fourth panel also has a metajoke about interrogatives.
I thought that metajoke was the punchline.
What do you mean?
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I just noticed the only panel Bug has eyebrows in the last one. Sneaky!
*IS* the last one. Dang it. And I don’t have a kid, so I can’t even blame lack of sleep…
Actually Bug has eyebrows in each one, but they are black eyebrows on a black face, so you can’t see them. Which now has Adam wondering if he wasted the 2 hours he spent making sure each panel had the correct eyebrow placement for that situation.
Reminds me of a friend’s husband who was desperate that their baby not be a boy because he didn’t want to have to talk about cars and throw a football. On the way into the delivery room he grabbed the doctor’s sleeve and begged him to make sure it was a girl. Doc gave the woman a “Is he for real?” expression. Mercifully it was a girl, and so was the other one.
My second-favorite barber of all time was a gay Asian man. Dude was FOCUSED. No talking beyond “How do you want it to look?” After that, he was all business.
My favorite? A felon. He was busted for drug dealing, learned to cut hair in prison, and kept at it when he got out. Cheap, efficient, and you got to meet some pretty colorful folks. Plus, there were always cops getting their hair cut there, so it was pretty safe.
It never bothers me when the barber talks to me. If I don’t like the topic, I change it. I guess I’m just not that uptight about what the barber talks to me about this week.
That’s not a question LOL