Hair Explosions and Other DUMB Ideas

Major Moron

It cracks me up that people who are really BIG deals lately walk around looking like--well--me about twenty years ago after a few hours of "liquid show prep" at Bruno's Black Frog Lounge ( 5 shots for $10, any brand, any time).  Showing up for work looking like this used to get you fired, but these days people actually go out of their way to look like they woke up in a dumpster.  Once again I was ahead of the fashion curve.

The really amazing fact is that these clowns think they look hot.   And it's not just the twenty and thirty somethings anymore,  The "bedhead" has been with us long enough to have, like your aunt Shirley's ass,  a life of its own.     Older guys and gals now too sport this new emerging bum  aura  which begs for commitment to an institution or, at least, for one of those sport coats with sleeves in the back.  

The death penalty is too good for anybody who would do this to a kid.

Just think of the embarrassment to come!  These uber hipsters will soon have kids who, in less than ten years, will be laughing uncontrollably as they show off pictures of the old man and old lady to their snarky and nicely combed friends.  This look will be in the pantheon of pathetic stylistic megaton bombs.  "What were we thinking?!" will echo in the canyons of culture for centuries.  This even beats Nehru jackets, sack dresses, and bolo ties in the fashion faux pas department.

You know a fad is over when there are shampoos to support it.

Ready to do the backstroke in Satan's cesspool.

It is often said that there are three kinds of people in the world:  Those who make things happen, those who watch things happen, and those who WONDER WHAT HAPPENED?  For now, the latter are in charge of hair and makeup.

Take this dump truck to the bone yard.