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Ok, I go get a haircut at a place that is “for men”, tvs on the wall, nothing but Sports Illustrated to read, all the women cutting hair in referee outfits, the whole nine yards. Radio ad said that you got a haircut, shampoo, shoulder massage, hot towel etc., etc., etc. Well, first of all, ALL of the women were about like Rosie O’Donnell, in looks as well as attitude. Fortunately, mine spoke Hungarian, so I didn’t have to talk a whole lot. Secondly, apparently the referee outfits were because there is some sort of race going on, to see how fast they can cut your hair. Not a bad haircut, just a fast one. Now to the shampooing. I was not comfortable in the 45 degree incline position in which I was seated, but that’s a personal problem. Had the woman been any less interested in the whole shampooing and rinse process, I would have thought she was my wife (I am mostly kidding). A hot towel was wrapped around my face, with only my nose sticking out. I thought perhaps I was about to get shaved. I wasn’t. Finally, we went back to the chair for the “shoulder massage”. I’m sitting back expecting to feel those hands of velvet massage all the worries away. What I got, instead, was some kind of mini jackhammer device. Or a floor buffer, hard to tell which it was. Oh well, the whole thing was at least, overpriced. I have not enjoyed an experience like that since I got a $12 “Chinese” massage at the mall in South San Antonio……………..

What you were really looking for was a "Steam and Cream" in Korea. Get your hair cut, shoulder message, hot towel covering your face and then......well, until the naive base chaplain decided to get a haircut at one of the places. He got to the towel on the face part, but once he felt his zipper going down, it was game over.

Gunbot wrote:What you were really looking for was a "Steam and Cream" in Korea. Get your hair cut, shoulder message, hot towel covering your face and then......well, until the naive base chaplain decided to get a haircut at one of the places. He got to the towel on the face part, but once he felt his zipper going down, it was game over.

epresley wrote:Ok, I go get a haircut at a place that is “for men”, tvs on the wall, nothing but Sports Illustrated to read, all the women cutting hair in referee outfits, the whole nine yards. Radio ad said that you got a haircut, shampoo, shoulder massage, hot towel etc., etc., etc. Well, first of all, ALL of the women were about like Rosie O’Donnell, in looks as well as attitude. Fortunately, mine spoke Hungarian, so I didn’t have to talk a whole lot. Secondly, apparently the referee outfits were because there is some sort of race going on, to see how fast they can cut your hair. Not a bad haircut, just a fast one. Now to the shampooing. I was not comfortable in the 45 degree incline position in which I was seated, but that’s a personal problem. Had the woman been any less interested in the whole shampooing and rinse process, I would have thought she was my wife (I am mostly kidding). A hot towel was wrapped around my face, with only my nose sticking out. I thought perhaps I was about to get shaved. I wasn’t. Finally, we went back to the chair for the “shoulder massage”. I’m sitting back expecting to feel those hands of velvet massage all the worries away. What I got, instead, was some kind of mini jackhammer device. Or a floor buffer, hard to tell which it was. Oh well, the whole thing was at least, overpriced. I have not enjoyed an experience like that since I got a $12 “Chinese” massage at the mall in South San Antonio……………..

This made me LMAO......Hey, don't make fun of Hungarian Women!!!

i used to have a hungarian barber that would vacum you off at the end.. a real industrial vacum... i started suspecting that it was sucking some

of my good hair out so i stopped going.

larryfromnextdoor wrote:i used to have a hungarian barber that would vacum you off at the end.. a real industrial vacum... i started suspecting that it was sucking some

of my good hair out so i stopped going.

I am LMAO again....don't know how much more I can take!!!

Gunbot wrote:What you were really looking for was a "Steam and Cream" in Korea. Get your hair cut, shoulder message, hot towel covering your face and then......well, until the naive base chaplain decided to get a haircut at one of the places. He got to the towel on the face part, but once he felt his zipper going down, it was game over.

Gunby you hitting the Guiness and Cadberry again???????/ You seem to have these "tales to tell" when your hitting the Cadberry's.........all I am saying.

artist4perry wrote:

Gunbot wrote:What you were really looking for was a "Steam and Cream" in Korea. Get your hair cut, shoulder message, hot towel covering your face and then......well, until the naive base chaplain decided to get a haircut at one of the places. He got to the towel on the face part, but once he felt his zipper going down, it was game over.

Gunby you hitting the Guiness and Cadberry again???????/ You seem to have these "tales to tell" when your hitting the Cadberry's.........all I am saying.

Hmmm...now that you mention it, there does seem to be a re-ocurring theme to these things... :

larryfromnextdoor wrote:i used to have a hungarian barber that would vacum you off at the end.. a real industrial vacum... i started suspecting that it was sucking some

of my good hair out so i stopped going.

Don't lie, Lar. You found a better place that provides a "happy ending."

Michigan Girl wrote:

epresley wrote:Ok, I go get a haircut at a place that is “for men”, tvs on the wall, nothing but Sports Illustrated to read, all the women cutting hair in referee outfits, the whole nine yards. Radio ad said that you got a haircut, shampoo, shoulder massage, hot towel etc., etc., etc. Well, first of all, ALL of the women were about like Rosie O’Donnell, in looks as well as attitude. Fortunately, mine spoke Hungarian, so I didn’t have to talk a whole lot. Secondly, apparently the referee outfits were because there is some sort of race going on, to see how fast they can cut your hair. Not a bad haircut, just a fast one. Now to the shampooing. I was not comfortable in the 45 degree incline position in which I was seated, but that’s a personal problem. Had the woman been any less interested in the whole shampooing and rinse process, I would have thought she was my wife (I am mostly kidding). A hot towel was wrapped around my face, with only my nose sticking out. I thought perhaps I was about to get shaved. I wasn’t. Finally, we went back to the chair for the “shoulder massage”. I’m sitting back expecting to feel those hands of velvet massage all the worries away. What I got, instead, was some kind of mini jackhammer device. Or a floor buffer, hard to tell which it was. Oh well, the whole thing was at least, overpriced. I have not enjoyed an experience like that since I got a $12 “Chinese” massage at the mall in South San Antonio……………..

This made me LMAO......Hey, don't make fun of Hungarian Women!!!

I have no problem with her being Hungarian. My reference was to her being able to bench press me! The "gal" had more testosterone than I'll even have.

NealIsGod wrote:

larryfromnextdoor wrote:i used to have a hungarian barber that would vacum you off at the end.. a real industrial vacum... i started suspecting that it was sucking some

of my good hair out so i stopped going.

Don't lie, Lar. You found a better place that provides a "happy ending."

Pro Cuts???

epresley wrote:

Michigan Girl wrote:

epresley wrote:Ok, I go get a haircut at a place that is “for men”, tvs on the wall, nothing but Sports Illustrated to read, all the women cutting hair in referee outfits, the whole nine yards. Radio ad said that you got a haircut, shampoo, shoulder massage, hot towel etc., etc., etc. Well, first of all, ALL of the women were about like Rosie O’Donnell, in looks as well as attitude. Fortunately, mine spoke Hungarian, so I didn’t have to talk a whole lot. Secondly, apparently the referee outfits were because there is some sort of race going on, to see how fast they can cut your hair. Not a bad haircut, just a fast one. Now to the shampooing. I was not comfortable in the 45 degree incline position in which I was seated, but that’s a personal problem. Had the woman been any less interested in the whole shampooing and rinse process, I would have thought she was my wife (I am mostly kidding). A hot towel was wrapped around my face, with only my nose sticking out. I thought perhaps I was about to get shaved. I wasn’t. Finally, we went back to the chair for the “shoulder massage”. I’m sitting back expecting to feel those hands of velvet massage all the worries away. What I got, instead, was some kind of mini jackhammer device. Or a floor buffer, hard to tell which it was. Oh well, the whole thing was at least, overpriced. I have not enjoyed an experience like that since I got a $12 “Chinese” massage at the mall in South San Antonio……………..

This made me LMAO......Hey, don't make fun of Hungarian Women!!!

I have no problem with her being Hungarian. My reference was to her being able to bench press me! The "gal" had more testosterone than I'll even have.

LMAO....maybe that's where I get my MUSKEL ....thought it was my German genes!!!!

NealIsGod wrote:

larryfromnextdoor wrote:i used to have a hungarian barber that would vacum you off at the end.. a real industrial vacum... i started suspecting that it was sucking some

of my good hair out so i stopped going.

Don't lie, Lar. You found a better place that provides a "happy ending."

.. theres always "barber "shops in little trailors beside the truck stops .. there are some strange signs on the wall!

larryfromnextdoor wrote:

NealIsGod wrote:

larryfromnextdoor wrote:i used to have a hungarian barber that would vacum you off at the end.. a real industrial vacum... i started suspecting that it was sucking some

of my good hair out so i stopped going.

Don't lie, Lar. You found a better place that provides a "happy ending."

.. theres always "barber "shops in little trailors beside the truck stops .. there are some strange signs on the wall!

They'll give you good trim.

larryfromnextdoor wrote: .. theres always "barber "shops in little trailors beside the truck stops .. there are some strange signs on the wall!

I could definitely see you going there.