ODE TO A COMBOVER
by Dr. Sarcofiguy, Age 45
Alas, my precious dignity
is drowned in dire affairs,
When the wind whips haplessly,
my frayed, and tattered hairs,
In an errant whirlwind,
that cares not for my pride
So when it is breezy,
My decision, easy,
It is best to stay safe inside!
I hope this vigorously encourages all of my fellow Folically Forsaken comrades in their journey throughout the day!
And don't forget to run out and cover your head with a copy of my book:
THERE ARE NO BAD MOVIES (ONLY BAD AUDIENCES) as recently reviewed by Magoo Gelehrter of GET Magazine as, "Hilarious," and, "Doctor Sarcofiguy ought to be legendary in all corners of the world!" Oh, and, "You will laugh painfully hard at the advice he bestows here."
I certainly ain't got no problem with that kinda recommendation! And neither should YOU!
THERE ARE NO BAD MOVIES
(ONLY BAD AUDIENCES)
Available right HERE!
In a few years I might be among the combover few, me thinks.
ReplyDeleteWhen I first realized that people were staring me along the hairline, as opposed to, gazing in my eyes during conversations because of my "thinning of the field," I decided that I would go for broke, I SAY! MAKE THE COMMITMENT! I went FULL SKULL, BABY! I'm talkin' TOTAL GEODESIC DOME HEADNESS!!!!
ReplyDeleteBesides, if the good Doctor doesn't shave his head immediately he gets that Sherman Hemsley/Moss Fringe thing, and he ends up lookin' like Homey The Clown! Oh, NOOOOO!
A friend once commented: "You ain't got an Afro, but a HALF-FRO!"
lol, 'Half-Fro', that's a good one!
ReplyDeleteYeah, it's funny! But I'm sensitive OVER HERE! Hee!
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