Post by zenfootball2 on Mar 29, 2020 13:24:06 GMT 1
after many more years than i care to remember as a loyal customer of lads and dads;
as i am one of self isolaters for 12 weeks. i had a dilemma
i could emerge and say i have self isolated in my mountain retreat and look like ZZTop
so i embraced change bought myself a hair clipper and whent for it , as somone new to this all was going well till i had one part off the back of head i could not physically reach, it brought to mind the motto of p**s poor planing leads to p**s poor performance or somthing like that, so now i had a deranged look of somone with a very short hair cut but a bit of wildlife protruding over my left shoulder/ side look sort of thing going on.
eventually after a few choic anglo saxon phrases i called in reinforcments and called in my beloved wife afterr a few minutes of hysteria at the new look , i had not realized my wife had missed her calling as a stand up comic, she graciously came to the rescue.
so half a job done top bit looking reasonably respectfull.
so what to with the a beard that could get me a role as a santa pity its not christmas. i thought well in for penny in for a pound. i would like to say my face looks like babys bottom but truthfully it looks more like a wrinkled prune.
i looked in the mirror and thought bloody hell who is this old fart in the mirror. the last time i did anything as adventerous as this was a fund raiser for a charity were i agreed to have my beard and hair rermoved with a cut throatt razor. i walked out of the barbers and saw my reflection bald with no beard and did not recognize myself , the fundraiser whent well and the frings benefit was my children refused to go into town with me till my hair had grown back, which save me a small fortune.
so if you come across a wrinkled prune who is stroking his chin missing his beard it is me
as i am one of self isolaters for 12 weeks. i had a dilemma
i could emerge and say i have self isolated in my mountain retreat and look like ZZTop
so i embraced change bought myself a hair clipper and whent for it , as somone new to this all was going well till i had one part off the back of head i could not physically reach, it brought to mind the motto of p**s poor planing leads to p**s poor performance or somthing like that, so now i had a deranged look of somone with a very short hair cut but a bit of wildlife protruding over my left shoulder/ side look sort of thing going on.
eventually after a few choic anglo saxon phrases i called in reinforcments and called in my beloved wife afterr a few minutes of hysteria at the new look , i had not realized my wife had missed her calling as a stand up comic, she graciously came to the rescue.
so half a job done top bit looking reasonably respectfull.
so what to with the a beard that could get me a role as a santa pity its not christmas. i thought well in for penny in for a pound. i would like to say my face looks like babys bottom but truthfully it looks more like a wrinkled prune.
i looked in the mirror and thought bloody hell who is this old fart in the mirror. the last time i did anything as adventerous as this was a fund raiser for a charity were i agreed to have my beard and hair rermoved with a cut throatt razor. i walked out of the barbers and saw my reflection bald with no beard and did not recognize myself , the fundraiser whent well and the frings benefit was my children refused to go into town with me till my hair had grown back, which save me a small fortune.
so if you come across a wrinkled prune who is stroking his chin missing his beard it is me