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A director's cut
They call their tailor Herr Dresser
He knew a short cut.
A barber!
Barbers.
Barber: It's not. Your scalp is advancing.
He's dreading it.
You've got eyes on the back of your head!
Send them to barber school.
He cuts them short.
Pony gone.
Ready or not, hair I comb!
You ca-lip this
A barber
He committed barbercide.
Me: Make me look attractive. Barber: CAROL! CANCEL ALL MY APPOINTMENTS!
A barber.
Because he always uses a razor.
I moustache you a question about this style shown here, good sir.
Barberd wire!
Barber: It's on the same old head.
Because they know all the short cuts.
Because its bangs were getting long!
The barber ran
He took a short cut.