When you visit a barber on a friend's insistence and the guy seems like a bully, cuts you above your ear with a straight razor (and no, I was still as stone) with no apology, and then forces you to try to clean it up at home, you too will discover the glories of diverse head apparel. On the plus side, apparently I went from looking a good bit older than I am to younger, so it isn't all bad. I guess there's something to the old practice of bloodletting?
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Haha, excellent!