I had a haircut today. And it opened my eyes. I know now why a lot of Spaniards wear long hair and dreadlocks. It’s preferable to a haircut, which, first of all, takes forever. The guy cut my hair for over an hour. And since I don’t really have that much hair, that’s a lot. Second of all, it’s expensive. Like really expensive. I paid 16 euros for it. Back in Romania, I used to pay the equivalent of about 2 euros for a haircut. And since I usually cut my hair every three months, with the money I spent today I could have had haircuts for the next 2 years.
Or if the “Jesus will come back in 2012 and sabotage the Large Hadron Collider into creating a black hole that will melt the icecap and drown humanity because the Mayan calendar said so” retards are right, I could have used that money to get haircuts until the end of the world. That’s what I call saving 
But it’s okay. My hair doesn’t look that bad…and in the end, that’s all that matters.
Tudor,
Give him some credit! You looked terrific!
After being touched by a gay-ass hairstylist for over an hour and having to pay € 16 for that, I think I’m entitled to expect better results