Shave and a Haircut…2 Beers
I cut beers for hair… er, I cut hairs for beer. Seems these days there ain’t too many men that are man enough pick up a pair of scissors and cut some hair. They all have to go to the girly salon and get their hair cut by the girly-man. Well, I’m proud to say I paid the less for a pair hair clippers, than I would have for my boys hair cut. ‘An I cut it myself. Looks damn good too. he looks like a bad-ass. That’s my boy!
And, I’m not ashamed to say: I did it while I had a couple beers. It helps clear the senses and clears up visual judgement I must say.