Recently took my wife and friends bicycling along the Natchez Trace. The wives rode, and we men followed in the van and cobbled together lunches, etc.
Gone for three days, I forgot my razor and was forced to find a cheap Bic throwaway model in a grocery story that was named, if I remember correctly, Morrows Food World. Bald men know that razors are a serious issue, and, if we note a particularly close shave on a fellow baldie standing somewhere in line, we will ask him what brand of razor he favors.
Well, all I can say, gentlemen, is this: do not use the Bic Metal Razor.
Good thing the beautiful and capable Nurse Carol was in the room with me.
Published on May 31, 2011 16:12