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Haircut
I have a new haircut.
Children cry out in revulsion at my haircut, and castigate me in loud voices. Men mock me. Women crowd around me, praising my haircut, a strange light in their eyes.
It is an eerie thing, my haircut.
Posted by benrosen at February 9, 2012 04:54 PM | Up to blogPictures, please! I want to mock with good cause.
Posted by: Stephen Gaskell at February 9, 2012 05:41 PMI expected this to end with "All die. O, the embarrassment!"
Posted by: Jed at February 9, 2012 06:37 PMWhat's the phrase? "Pics or it didn't happen?" Yes. That.
Posted by: Jackie M. at February 10, 2012 07:51 AMThat's one amazing haircut!
I see you went to that stylist whose work can only be seen by those who are virtuous and worthy - the same one who gave the Emperor his new 'do.
Yes, Jackie, that is the phrase I was trying to elicit.
For the curious, and not for the faint of heart, here is a picture.
Posted by: Benjamin Rosenbaum at February 12, 2012 01:35 PMIf you do not look precisely like that the next time I see you in person, i will be very Put Out.
Posted by: Jackie M. at March 4, 2012 12:01 AMI take it that's a vote for me to keep the haircut until Wiscon.
Posted by: Benjamin Rosenbaum at March 4, 2012 08:26 AM
