Hair Today, Implanted Tomorrow.

I was laying in a hospital bed the other day and although he wasn't green I thought that Shrek was alongside me. Turned out that it was a footballer called Mickey Rooney and that he was having his hair done.

Poor lad in his twenties losing the barnet and outrageously self conscience about having a shiny top. Now a small mind has never been follically challenged, he is a mighty man and looks forward to having his hair into his elderly years, but I feel that even if the old hair would depart I wouldn't be as desperate to have someone else's hair put on top of the bonce. I also wouldn't worry if it went a lovely grey either to be honest and I feel that some of it is anyway. Grey would make you distinguished, even more than of course I currently am.

Anyway, poor old Mickey, I had a chat with him and he reckoned going bald was making him look ugly, I mean as if! I advised him that his best bet would be to get his skin colour turned green rather than try to put feeble bits of fluff on the top of his head, I mean:

What does that look like. If you were going to go to the expense of getting hair implanted wouldn't you actually make it so it doesn't look like you have a slap head and a receding hairline? I know it is cool and tough to have it uber short, but don't it look stupid. Also, does it even grow? Of course not so is he going to look that stupid all the while. And I am still talking about the hair now.

Poor old Coleen having to put up with that, I reckon she should get on the footballers band wagon and get a Gigolo. A Small Mind is ready for you luv...