I think it might be a mullet. Whatever you call it, its out of control. People walk by me on the street and have to brush it out of THEIR eyes. Honestly.
If you’re offended by my coiffe, though, blame it on my mother, who said that I was ugly when I shaved my head, and I’ve been growing my hair ever since, just to try to get un-ugly. I’m scarred, I tell you, scarred from many wounds.
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