I have not had a haircut in ages. My jewfro is becoming increasingly harder to shape into any sort of style. I look like a Lion King character that would have been voiced by Woody Allen. Also I can’t trim my beard because I used my trimmer on my pubic hair and now I don’t feel comfortable using it on my face (Didn’t think that one through). Also oh my god for those of you who are considering doing that, don’t. Walking hurts.
As if I needed another reason not to do any exercise. I haven’t stepped foot in a gym in ages. This frustrates my dad who brings it up in every conversation and greets me by repeatedly slapping my back progressively harder. It’s this weird mix of awkward affection and scoping out if I have any back muscle left. This was like my creepiest blog post ever. Sorry.
– Lonely Kids Club
Attached drawing by Angie.
