Last Friday, I went to pick up my brother at the airport wearing the ridiculous wig you see here. I haven't seen him since Christmas time, so it's completely plausible that I could have reverted to my natural mullet state since then.
Finally, in the car driving out of the airport, I remove the wig. Little Brother finally remarks, "I was wondering about the J-Pop hairstyle there. I was going to say something along the lines of 'Don't you ever wash your hair?', but figured I'd be polite.
I sort of like the wig. I may start wearing it in public more. But probably not the airport. Security guys don't find silly wigs very funny for some reason.
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