I went to Home Depot yesterday, and while I was there I noticed a peculiar sign. I don’t remember seeing this before, so I took a picture. Maybe it’s old news to other people, but I found it quite shocking:
Since I’m posting racy pictures already, here’s a picture of my nearly-naked head. I got a haircut yesterday.
Ah, yes – the peladores. My brothers were warned to stay clear of them as they neared their coming of age….
Is your ear sunburned? How is that possible?
Our conversation while Lloyd considers something to say.
Lloyd, after reading your post: “Mr. Roeber says something about strippers and something else.” (He’s the shop teacher.)
Lauren: Varnish?
Lloyd: No.
Lauren: Paint remover?
Lloyd: No.
Lauren: Private dancers?
Lloyd: NO. It’s something that sounds dirty but it isn’t. Like a tool.
Lauren: Hoe?
HA! Or should I say Ho, ho, ho!
You have a hair in your year. Fortunately, it’s of the cut variety and I’m sure it just washed off… Those other hairs are more embarassing.
Ear hair is a mark of distinction and breeding.
Did you mean to say inbreeding?
And just think about how hard it is to pluck your own ears! Do guys pluck?
Many guys just rely on their barber to shave their ears with the clippers.
I regularly and compulsively feel the edges of my ears for hairs. If I can’t grab the hairs with my fingernails, I’ll get them with tweezers. Backlighting helps a lot.
OUCH!!!
That Peladores must be tops in her line of work…I’ve seen her name starring lots of places…even Walmart…oh wait, maybe she’s not that good. Never mind.
Well, were else would strippers be but at a place with lots of men getting hammers?