Saturday, January 28, 2006

Queer eye for the little guy...


Today I received my first official haircut. As you can see my exotic hair stylist was only too enthused to perform the work. Who wouldn't be? My hair must be worth hundreds of dollars per gram. Scoop those clippings up and buy yourself a car, honey. The King was here.

She gave me a nice style - not too Midtown, not quite frat house. I think I look distinguished. Good bye barefoot baby in a burlap sack, hello Brooks Brothers.


Here is the lovely lady, enthusiastically showing the small bag of hair clippings I gave her. Enough to buy her a condo in Buckhead. That's how famous Waakabee is. And how benevolent. Hail to the King, baby.Posted by Picasa

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