Superfuzz Bigmuff 2: Electric Boogaloo.

Grew what's left of my hair out again. It got big and furry. Then it got warm, so it needed cut. I couldn't think of what to give my wife for her birthday, so I sold my hair for a new watch chain (that joke never gets old). Anyway, the girl came in after I was done cutting and said, "Now you're even MORE balder, daddy!"

Thank you for the ego boost, darling.

Then, a few minutes later, when I was in the shower, she opened the bathroom door and shouted, "You look like Dwight Eisenhower!" She giggled, then ran off.

She has a placemat of the presidents. And, what do you know, I DO look like Eisenhower. In a follicle nature, that is.