I've been meaning to get a haircut for a few weeks now, but I just haven't made it over to Uber Cuts. So now my hair has a life of its own.
I told Betty that I'm starting to look like one of the guys from Dragonball Z, only cooler.
She said that Dragonball Z is old news. So then I compared myself to Jimmy Neutron.
But when I brush my hair forwards down the middle, I look like Wolverine, only more of a bad-ass mofo.
I don't have anything of value to add to this blog post (what's new, right?!?) but I wanted to get these pictures up before Betty makes me get a haircut.
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