http://www.argos.co.uk/static/Produ...c_3/3|cat_14418417|Hair clippers|14418426.htm A month ago was the final straw. We don't have one barber shop in this town. It's full of right angle wristed ****s who insist on doing their best Louie Spence impression. I don't want the back of my neck caressed. I don't want to hear about what you're having for dinner tonight. Nor do I want to hear about what you had last night. I don't want to hear disgusting tales about the going ons in the clubs you go to. I ****ing hate small-talk. With a passion. Bottom line, I don't want my ear bent for 45 minutes by some limp wristed twat, whilst I fight back the tears and plead with myself to plunge the scissors on the desk in front of me in to my own spleen. I also don't like giving you ã10 a time for the privilege. I only want a short back and sides for ****s sake! Get this thing. It really is the bee's knees. It's saved my life.
I'll pass thanks.I still have a decent heed of hair and i like the burds tits rubbing off my lughole whilst telling me about getting her pie waxed.
Nah In all honesty they do look pretty good but I prefer they dolly birds making a fuss over me and getting a head massage making me want to Blurt my McBlurt <iprayonetimeigetofferedahappyending>
