Hair Cuts
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 90 views | 0 comments
I picked a barber out of the phone book. He seemed nice enough when I went in his shop = it was clean and decorated nice. I told him how I wanted my hair cut and being tired, closed my eyes for awhile. When I opened them I found him cutting my hair with the pinking shears. I gave him what for and ran for the door looking like a zombi. Dump jerk!
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