Jagger needs a Corby Facepress.
He’d got one white tooth and the rest are grim colour
Totally coincidentally, a short, bald friend posted this on Facebook just now
hope for you baldies yet…
There are two schools of thought on this, Fatso. I am presently a member of the “Dyeing is lying” faction, which means I keep the grey in all its glory, presumably becoming a miniature version of Gandalf at some point in the medium term.
There is, of course, a competing faction, called “Why go to the bingo when you’ve got a face for the disco?”. I suspect @philippinesaint may belong to this faction.
Just like the TV ads that say 98% of 6 Liverpool players said they’ll prostitute themselves by advertising a shit skin care product?
Or as George Melly put it, when told that Mick Jagger referred to his facial creases as ‘laughter lines’:
“Nothing’s that funny.”
There is being short and bald but that is ok as having fat to that list and you’re proper fucked in the loving stakes.
A bowling ball then?
I don’t care if you are short, bald or fat, it’s personality that counts…though other measurements might or might not be important…
Toldya pap.
A cautionary tale for those lording it over us slapheads…
In my late teenage years, I used to knock around with 2 other lads and we’d use nicknames that each of us hoped would stick pins in the neuroses of the other.
One of us was called baldbloke, one shortbloke and the other fatbloke.
It was true that one of us was indeed balding, one was short and one was packing a bit of Terry.
The nicknames were just the start of the brutal banter, all of which was themed on our ‘opponents’ ‘weakness’. It would often nearly come to blows and I remember one night after a session walking home with the three of us digging into the soft underbellies of the others’ undeniable atypical body issue, where one of my mates hit me on the head with a branch (embedding a thorn that would only work its way out of my pate some weeks later) due to being angered about the wins I’d scored.
I should say that all the while we thought this was banter and it was always done with a grin on the face, but it was obviously designed to hurt. The worst part was when we were in a larger group and you had to own your ‘problem’ in front of others.
Anyway, suffice to say that having gone through a couple of years of having your ‘deformities’ exposed to the world, it built a very thick skin. Now, to this day, I really don’t give a shit about my physical appearance.
That said, I’d never wear Boden with corduroy
The cautionary part of this cautionary tale?
I wasn’t baldbloke.
Let’s just say that in my late twenties baldbloke greeted me with “Alright fat and baldbloke”.
So cherish your hair, but be kind to the baldies because nothing ruins a career quicker than a 50-year-old rock tribute band singer suddenly developing a monk’s patch.
Here endeth the lesson.
Feel sorry for all those born after the 60’s had passed.
They missed those Bay City Roller years when Pap and his like could wear Platform shoes and look trendy.
Oh and based on quantative research Mrs D_P says Bald.
Yours
1.85cm & some hair left
My lifetime’s experience suggests to me that many women have a serious issue with dating a bloke shorter than them (this isn’t me, by the way, I’m a strapping - almost gargantuan - 5ft 11, quite the beast).
It’s a bit of a hobby of mine to ask women if they would have a problem dating someone shorter than them, because I’m fascinated as to why it’s even an issue. I would say, conservatively, that 75% of the women I’ve asked said they wouldn’t like to date a short guy, but when asked why they don’t really have an answer… and when it’s pointed out the number of ‘sex symbols’ who are actually short-arses, they still say they wouldn’t like it, but still don’t have a ‘reason’ why.
I wouldn’t be step out with a girl who was taller than me. I would feel Emasculation. I’m 6ft 2 so it is not a Major Problem at moment, that only really rules out Freaks, but when the Genetic Family Curse kicks in, and I am Wheelchair Bear, i might have to change policy, or research into dwarf markets.
Forget short, fat, bald - I suspect most women would say that if you are funny (or rich), you beat the dull but pretty bloke every time.
That said, short, fat, bald, funny, with a tiny cock and a wart on the end of your nose, may be be a step too far.
I went on a few dates wih a guy that was shorter than me. I was fine with it, but he kept mentioning it all the time, and that’s not so sexy. He also had really short arms, and I have a thing for men’s arms, so that kind of ruled that out.
did he, by any chance, have orange face, green hair, and a chocolate drop in each pocket?