Lovely thought, Ty, and there is truth in it. Basically, we baldies are a living science fair exhibit for the world to laugh at. It is true. We are that bunch of bananas that you see in the store who got overripe early, and now nobody wants to take the home because we look old. We are that shaggy mutt cowering at the back of the cage of the dog pound that will never find an owner, as the visitors always take the cute young pups. We are that bald chimpanzee of the troop who looks different than the rest and never gets any chimp pussy because the chickie chimps go for the hairy virile young-looking ones. No, no chimp pussy, we just sulk at the back of the cave popping banana-flavored finasteride like tic tacs, mourning our broken dicks, while the others go out on the hunt and climb trees and do all the fun sh*t.
Hell no, not me. I'm not playing that game. I might be old and bald, but I am smarter than those full head-haired punks and I can still kick ***.
