Thursday, January 12, 2012

My Best Haircut Ever

Showing off the new do.
Tracking a perp down halfway across the galaxy for money is not easy. It’s even harder giving that money to a 20-something-year-old skank at Super Cuts who’s just going to distractedly buzz me while talking about her stupid granddaughter.

I spared myself the torture and invested in a set of clippers. Not to honk my own horn, but I think this haircut kind of makes me look like Skeet Ulrich.