Blogger Finally Finds Barber
I finally found a barber today. I've been looking for a good barber since Jimmy Taglioni's barber shop burned in Savannah, Ga. My dear friend Christian an I would g et Craig Kilbourne-esque hair-do's at Jimmy's while drinking beer and smoking cigarettes. It was a proper barber shop with proper rules. Drink, smoke and sit your ass down while you get a bustass haircut.
I found a new guy here in Asheville--- His shop is behind a bar and a tattoo shop. He was asleep in a barber chair with an out-of-date magazine over his face when I arrived. The floor hadn't been swept in days. The barber chairs had ashtrays built into the arms.
I was is heaven.
Got a bustass haircut out of the deal, too.
It has been brought to my attention that I was the only one sporting the Craiggers Hair-Do. My friend Christian insisted on looking like a DipShit. Thanks for straightening me out on the details.
I found a new guy here in Asheville--- His shop is behind a bar and a tattoo shop. He was asleep in a barber chair with an out-of-date magazine over his face when I arrived. The floor hadn't been swept in days. The barber chairs had ashtrays built into the arms.
I was is heaven.
Got a bustass haircut out of the deal, too.
It has been brought to my attention that I was the only one sporting the Craiggers Hair-Do. My friend Christian insisted on looking like a DipShit. Thanks for straightening me out on the details.
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