Those who have achieved geezerdom should recall the days when pomades for hair were in common usage, especially to keep a flat top in its proper shape for extended periods. You could bounce a basketball on that flat top and it would be unfazed.
This thought came to mind after spending most of the day at a very dusty landfill site. Those who have allowed a beard to grow long at any time have learned how things work in a dusty environment. You end up with something that reacts about the same as pomaded hair. You push on the right side of your beard and the whole thing moves uniformly to the left. Same thing from the left or any other direction.
Try it sometime.
You put Dapper Dan in your beard?? :pinch:
Ain't no Dapper Dan or any other kind of Dan gettin' anywhere near my beard. O Brother, Where Art Thou references may be lost on those more urbane than those of us in middle America.
So you're a Fop man then? 🙂
Y'all mus' be a heathen.
> Those who have achieved geezerdom should recall the days when pomades for hair were in common usage, especially to keep a flat top in its proper shape for extended periods.
Sure, once upon at time ca. 1962 I had both a flat-top haircut and a jar of Butch Wax. These days, I'd think you'd need some different tattoos than I'm up for to make that look work and I'm glad to be standing well away from it when it all blows up. :>
Grampa Harris was the family barber.
The choice was burr or flat top.
Move a muscle while in his chair and you got a burr.
Did not take many trips for me to start saving my allowance for a haircut in town on grocery day.
"Baker's Best Hair Tonic beat all the rest"
Well, ain't this place a geographical oddity. Two weeks from everywhere!
Remember the stuff in between the teeth of your comb? Yuk! (I had a different word for it instead of "stuff" but the site thought I was using a pejorative so I had to change it).
Went home for lunch today. Wife decided that my hair (I'm mostly bald) was too frizzy and put some kind of German stuff on my hair to control the frizziness. It was "Weller" or something sounding similar. Damn stuff stunk! I went and took a shampoo. I just can't stand stinkum on myself. Perfume on a lady is fine, but no stinkum on me.
Time for an old joke...
Trusty Number 17.
Two guys in barber chairs getting a hair-cut and a shave.
As barber finishes up on first guy he waives a bottle under his nose and asks, "Would you like some of this new after-shave splashed on you?"
Customer sniffs it and replies, "Hell no. If my wife smelled that she would think I've been at the cat house."
2nd. customer leans out of his chair and sniffs it. Tells his barber, "Go ahead and slosh some of that on me...my wife's never been in a cat house."
(insert rimshot)
