What's the good word my hairless little monkey friends? I'm still losing my hair, but I got married a few months ago so I gained a bunch of hair in the tradeoff. GOod times. I wrote this poem for all of us hurting baldies
Hair floats into the night air
once grappled with hooks into soft skull
this alcatraz of prisons my head
I cannot stop you from escaping
get me my gun
Hair floats into the night air
once grappled with hooks into soft skull
this alcatraz of prisons my head
I cannot stop you from escaping
get me my gun