Muppet wrote:Last time I went to the hairdresser, he trimmed my eyebrow and my ear hair, ffs. Just in the new Year travelled to Melbourne by train. Walked around the city and by the time I got home, back was fucking aching and hasn't stopped since. And sometime last year started noticing a sore shoulder, hasn't stopped. Fuck you just heal anymore.
Also last year, fell over trying to rush to catch a train, I didn't fucking bounce at all lol.
One good thing though, I FUCKING LOVE BEING A GRUMPY OLD BASTARD who gets to BITCH about everything and start stories with "Back in my day....' :ROFL:
Ha. That happened to me a while back at some fancy arsed hairdresser at North Sydney. Fuck, over 10 years now that I think about it.
Anyway, he got the clippers and a comb and attacked my eye brows. I was too stunned to do anything, but asked him if he was doing parts I didnt ask him to do, that my arsehole was getting a bit like cousin It, and would me mind running a comb through it. That fucking slowed him down and I was out the door not long after.
I know Woodsy has mentioned it to me, but every now and them I will rub my eyes and a fucking eyebrow about 2 inches long will unfurl itself and drape itself down my face. Where the fuck do they hide?
Sarc ; my second favourite type of gasm.