Haircut

Here it is finally! Pictures of my haircut. Before anyone asks (but they probably already have), there was no real reason for it. I did not lose a bet, I did not win a bet, I'm not going on a mission, and no girl asked me to. The thing is, I HATE haircuts. I hate that I have to pay for one, so I avoid them at all costs. Which isn't hard, because really, it's the cost I'm avoiding.

I noticed my hair was really long and looking a little shaggy, so I've been saying for about 2 months that I need a haircut. My last haircut was around the month of October, so I guess I'd been avoiding it for long enough. I happened to be at my brother and sister-in-law's place, and just asked if they had clippers, and if Liz could cut my hair with their longest attachment, she said yes, and chopped it off. That's really it. So without further ado, here are the pictures.

This is me just before the cut.

This is after Liz chopped off just the top of my hair. Sweet curly mullet, bro.

This is all the hair that was cut, laying on the floor. Looks like some sort of road kill, huh?

Here's a close up. Even removed from my head it stays in curly locks.

Here's what I looked like immediately after.

And here I am, all gelled up. Handsome, huh?

So what do you guys think? I'll probably not get another haircut until next year...