Sint been to the barber in a minute outside of a few weeks ago when I had to get done up for my passport photo.
fukking hate the barbers that:-
- Stop to debate every fukking conversation going on. Argue and cut, breh.
- Go outside to hug up women. Got into a minor argument with a Jamaican about that shyt. "Me a hug me babe's wah wrong wid you youth?" Left a dollar and was out. Got my shyts done elsewhere.
- Kids in the fukking barber shop. Kids is kids but the space already tight and he want to run up and down and spill shyt.
- Dudes who want to go extra. fukk the neck beard, fukk behind my head. Give me a shape up, trim the mustache, leave the sideburns. I ain't a hard man to please...bit nooooooo.
- When they spray you with that Alcohol in your fukking face, got you empathising with Bukkake chicks'n'shyt.
