And why life is never boring.
Funny thing is he did this right as we were leaving to go to my parent's house for Sunday dinner and I didn't notice the whole car ride over until we we were almost there.
I must be pretty used to this stuff because I just died laughing instead of freaking out like I used to.
I kept telling him I felt like he needed a belt with guns to complete the look.
My brother, Boomer, told him that he looked like one of those guys off a disco movie.
Either way, I definitely could not take him seriously until he finally shaved it off.
I mean... who could?