You aren’t blackpilled if you don’t imagine the barber’s chair as a rollar coaster seat

[Seth Walsh]

You’re not truly blackpilled unless every snip feels like you’re sitting on a bomb, and your barber is defusing it with the precision of a toddler playing Operation. Every time you hear the snip, it’s like the click before a roller coaster drop, and you know you’re about to plummet into either fresh fade glory or “I need to buy a hat for the next three weeks.” Forget skydiving, because this is the kind of high-stakes adrenaline rush that has you rethinking every life choice: Why did I say “just a little off the top”? What does “a little” even mean? Does he know? Do I know?





And then there’s that moment — you know the one — when your barber stops, takes a step back, squints at your head like a bomb technician second-guessing which wire to cut. That’s the point where you’re not sure if you’re getting a haircut or being sized up for a before picture in some meme about quarantine haircuts. You lock eyes with him in the mirror, and it feels like the final boss level in a video game, only you’re armed with nothing but hope and a weak smile. If that’s not living on the edge, I don’t know what is.

 

[ey88]

Guess I’m blackpilled

 

[iwannabebreathtakin]

You’re not truly blackpilled unless every snip feels like you’re sitting on a bomb, and your barber is defusing it with the precision of a toddler playing Operation. Every time you hear the snip, it’s like the click before a roller coaster drop, and you know you’re about to plummet into either fresh fade glory or “I need to buy a hat for the next three weeks.” Forget skydiving, because this is the kind of high-stakes adrenaline rush that has you rethinking every life choice: Why did I say “just a little off the top”? What does “a little” even mean? Does he know? Do I know?





And then there’s that moment — you know the one — when your barber stops, takes a step back, squints at your head like a bomb technician second-guessing which wire to cut. That’s the point where you’re not sure if you’re getting a haircut or being sized up for a before picture in some meme about quarantine haircuts. You lock eyes with him in the mirror, and it feels like the final boss level in a video game, only you’re armed with nothing but hope and a weak smile. If that’s not living on the edge, I don’t know what is.

That’s why I cut my hair myself

 

[Surfsup]

this why I get a haircut once every 6 months long hair mogs

 

[One Rep Max]

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[psychomandible]

Still going to a barber in late 2024 Hairstylist mogs