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Occasionally I wandered in where I was not wanted and gave truthful answers.
Sometimes I even did it deliberately. A little disruption now can prevent disaster later.

Unbearable fun

Like many pagan men, I wear long hair and a beard. Unlike many, I keep it fairly short.

Twice annually I get my hair cut. Once at the end of April and once at the end of October.

Of course those dates are deliberate.

And it’s time for this semi-hermit to have a party.

Getting my hair cut by a lady has always aroused me. But two or three or four really does it. Especially since two are companions.

I just changed. See, it starts with me getting a bucket of water dumped on my head. And then a quick brushing and a few snips and my hair is just short of shoulder length again. Barely long enough to draw into my customary bear tail. It’s over for six months.

Well, mostly over. I spend the evening mooching hugs. The lady always chooses. Damp clothes and all.

Tonight it’s fish fry, and I’m not cooking.

They’re calling my name now.

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