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The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.
I secretly want to shave my head.
You can't grow a beard if you shave
I don't shave when I'm not working.
I've had the same barber since I was about 14 years old.
What is that hair? So yesterday.
So that's what Ayet wanted scissors for. - Shira
One day soon the Gillette company will announce the development of a razor that, thanks to a computer microchip, can actually travel ahead in time and shave beard hairs that don't even exist yet
A fecking flamethrower! Why didn't I think of that? Best I came up with was a measly hair dryer.
What's with the hair today?" He pokes it for good measure.
"I was tired this morning."
"Uh-huh. I can tell. You look like you brushed it with a fork."
"Worked for Ariel."
"Doesn't work for you.
Trimming consists of clipping off little bits here and there from those observations which differ most in excess from the mean, and in sticking them onto those which are too small; a species of 'equitable adjustment,' as a radical would term it, which cannot be admitted in science.
The Razor's Edge,
To make a fine gentleman, several trades are required, but chiefly a barber.
The box opens and the razors slide out, whisper sweet.
Used to be that my whole body was my canvas-hot cuts licking my ribs, ladder rungs climbing my arms, thick milkweed stalks shooting up my thighs.
what would you call this haircut?"
arthur.
A beard well lathered is half shaven.
Blade, she thought. I swallowed it; now cuts my loins forever. Punishment. Married to a Jew and shacking up with a German assassin. She felt tears again in her eyes, boiling. For all I have committed. Wrecked. 'Let's go,' she said, rising to her feet. 'The hairdresser.
It's amazing what a haircut and forgetting to shave will do.
I had only four hairs worth shaving, but I managed to inflict five cuts attempting to remove them.
What a lot of hairy-faced men there are around nowadays.
I've tried to have a regular haircut, but it just pops back up again, so this is the way it's going to be.
If you keep walking past the barbers, eventually you'll get a haircut.
The lawn mower attends with defeaning shudder to the tonsure; a light odor of fresh hay intoxicates the air; the leveled grass finds again a bristling infancy; but the bite of the blades reveals unevenness, mangy clearings, yellow patches.
I don't advise a haircut, man. All hairdressers are in the employment of the government. Hairs are your aerials. They pick up signals from the cosmos, and transmit them directly into the brain. This is the reason bald-headed men are uptight.
I've been banned from cutting my own fringe.
The razorous shoulder blades sawing under the pale skin.
Shaving is a way to start the workday by ritually not cutting your throat when you've the chance.
He threw the plastic razor into the bin
Where did you get your haircut, the pet shop?
I've always been a stubble man; I don't do clean-shaven.
I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.
One should never marry a man who doesn't own a decent set of scissors. That would be my advice. It leads to bad things.
A common greeting was 'Well, Gillette, how's the razor?' If I had been technically trained, I would have quit.
I have a personal barber, Mister C. He lives in Brooklyn, but he travels with me. He used to cut Lady Gaga's hair, but he fired her to work for me.
You know your life is over when you own a lawnmower.
air. I am still holding the scissors, pointing
Often we are so busy with sawing that we forget to sharpen the saw.
Make it fast, you shower of stinking rabbit droppings, I've got a fresh blade that I'm just itching to test!
One of the great joys in life is having ones hair brushed.
What is it with you women?" he yelled, kicking at the air. "You come into our lives, you take everythin'! Throughout the years you got little pieces of me, of my very SOUL, and NOW? Now you got my damn straight razor! How am I supposed to kill people? How am I supposed to even SHAVE?
I'll even cut things. Or, I'll guesstimate it, and I'll have my assistant get it hemmed for me because I don't have time.
They who trim themselves to suit others will soon whittle themselves away.
Here's my tip: Have your production hire the best hair stylists on the planet to do your films and commercials, then casually hint about how great it would be to get a trim during lunch break.
Being a barber is about taking care of the people.
I mow my own lawn.
His stubble was thick and not groomed. He was not a man who forgot to shave that day or had been too busy to do so for a couple. It had been weeks. Though it was not a full grown beard. I
Then the small man suddenly ran after them and said:
"I want to get my haircut. I say, do you know a little shop anywhere where they cut hair properly? I keep on having my hair cut, but it keeps on growing again."
One of the tall men looked at him with the air of a pained naturalist.
I really can't be bothered going to a barber. And shaving every morning, that's nightmarish. I spent my teenage years covered in tiny little bits of toilet paper.
You can find out a lot sitting in the barber's.
The key to a nice-looking lawn is a good mower. I recommend one who is muscular and shirtless.
The beautiful uncut hair of graves.
Barber!" "Adagio for Strings,
Earnie Shavers could punch you in the neck and break your ankle.
Pageboy haircut, and I hadn't even bothered to, like, brush it. Furthermore,
My hair is capable of doing a lot of different things.
The beard must not be plucked. 'You will not deface the figure of your beard'.
In the night I brush
my teeth with a razor
I shave without using shaving cream.
Don't insult the hair.
He is but as the stubble of the field, and yet he has no beard.
I hate crew cuts.
A person who combs his hair over his bald spot, hoping no one will notice.
A moustache to a man is the same as a fringe is to a woman. When you've got it, you want to grow it out; when you've grown it out, you want to cut it.
There's nothing sexier than having the woman you love shave you, while you enjoy her body.
It's important for me to have strong hair in case someone pulls it and tries to rip it all out.
She'd wanted to completely shave her head: I don't want long hair, I don't want short hair, I don't want hair at all, and I don't want to be a girl or a boy, I want to be a yellow and orange leaf some little kid picks up and pastes in his scrapbook.
The barber in his shop, warmed by a good stove, was shaving a customer and casting from time to time a look towards this enemy, this frozen and brazen gamin, who had both hands in his pockets, but his wits evidently out of their sheath.
The cold cut like a many bladed knife
It's not a beard, it's an animal I've trained to sit very still.
Hair is vitally personal to children. They weep vigorously when it is cut for the first time; no matter how it grows, bushy, straight or curly, they feel they are being shorn of a part of their personality.
I've been cutting my hair ever since college. I try to do that whenever it gets rough. I'm not too cheap to go the barber shop, but I mostly try to do that by myself. I try to keep my skills sharp.
Grooming is the secret of real elegance. The best clothes, the most wonderful jewels, the most glamorous beauty don't count without good grooming.
It was a bowl cut, the hairstyle for someone who doesn't grasp respectable haircuts but suddenly has to have one.
I knew a man who, in the age of chain-saws, went right on cutting his wood with a handsaw and an axe. He was a healthier and a saner man than I am. I shall let his memory trouble my thoughts.
You know what I like about disposable razors? They're disposable.
A prating barber asked Archelaus how he would be trimmed. He answered, In silence.
Who cuts hair, while she is heart broken. Is it just me?
I always wanted to shave. It is a very natural process. For my birthday I got a lot of shaving stuff.
I needed cutting now the way a diabetic needs insulin. It was a bulwark, steady and unyielding, I could throw up against the insidious, corrosive lapping of a whispering sea of uneasiness.
I'm surprised I still have so much hair after all the things I've done with it.
My hair growing down my back a relationship
Everything is about to go seriously tits up. - Clipper
The wooden hairbrush has two practical uses, the bristle side to be used on her silken locks, and the harsh, wooden side to be used on her shapely seat of learning
good-natured groom on
I hate it when my hair is engaged in unauthorized activities.
My wife asked me about that: "What happened to your beard?" I said, "What are you talking about?" She said, "Hey, the right side is shorter than the left." I said, "You gotta be kidding me." So I went in there and looked, and I combed it out and I said, "I don't know, that's just the way it grows."
A good picture, any picture, has to be bristling with razor blades.
Every barber thinks everybody needs a haircut.
Free haircuts are definitely a nice perk.
My hair has been in training some time.
As the gardener, by severe pruning, forces the sap of the tree into one or two vigorous limbs, so should you stop off your miscellaneous activity and concentrate your force on one or a few points.
Never ask a barber if you need a haircut.
Measure twice; cut once.
I'm having a mid-life crisis, so I thought instead of having sex with a stranger, I'd just get a new haircut. It's good clean fun without all the messy emotional baggage. It's just a haircut folks! It's not like I had an eye removed, or a leg added on! Live a little ... it'll grow back!
Never run with scissors or other pointy objects.
There is always a period when a man with a beard shaves it off. This period does not last. He returns headlong to his beard.
There is no other article for individual use so universally known or widely distributed. In my travels I have found [the safety razor] in the most northern town in Norway and in the heart of the Sahara Desert.
What have I to do with plows? I cut another furrow than you see.
My hair is my everything: my best friend, my mentor, my moral compass.
Fighting with tangles,
fighting with curls,
the poor barber yanked,
the poor barber pulled,
until with one last effort
(and to the wonder of us all)
a GINORMOUS Polar Bear
landed on the floor.