Ok boys, heres the deal, I'm minding my own business walking through the Roosevelt Field mall. I just happen to walk by the art of shaving. Theres a guy in there gettin a shave. Cool I think, I'm gonna watch, maybe learn a trick or two. Then to my horror I realize the guy is getting a shave with a Mach 3 with a fancy handle. You went to AOS for a Mach 3 shave? You are paying how much? I felt this rage, similar to when the Hulk says, don't make me angry, you won't like it if I get angry. I wanted to push the shaver away and say step away from the barber chair! ( By the way who is this guy doing the shaving is he a clerk, certainly not a barber ) Anyways I digress, is there no shame, no standard of decency left, is it me, or is this just wrong.
I had to maintain my composure and get a grip, my girlfriend and I went to Hagen Daz and got double scoop cones, ahhh, life worth living, eating ice cream. I was able to forget that horrible scene that was SO shocking, maybe it was a bad dream......
Ok, now to the butterscotch brushes, I didn't move in here in time to order one, I would kill for one of those beautys! NIIICCCEE!!!!!
Now if only I could get one of those barber chairs from the art of shaving...
I had to maintain my composure and get a grip, my girlfriend and I went to Hagen Daz and got double scoop cones, ahhh, life worth living, eating ice cream. I was able to forget that horrible scene that was SO shocking, maybe it was a bad dream......
Ok, now to the butterscotch brushes, I didn't move in here in time to order one, I would kill for one of those beautys! NIIICCCEE!!!!!
Now if only I could get one of those barber chairs from the art of shaving...