Fortunately it's grown back to a suitable length now. I still lurk behind hedgegrows, but for other reasons. Actually it showed off my noble brow quite splendidly once I got used to it.
I'm not quite sure why looking like something from the Rocky Horror Show (google it, I don't have time to explain) is considered such an advantage. Does it signal to your fellow degenerates 'I'm gay and ready to par-tay?' Surely the assless chaps send that message already?
Ugh you were doing that floppy forelock thing you guys all do well into your dotage. I suppose it could be worse, one of those blow-dried wedges left over from the Sloane Rangers. Perched atop a now-curdled face, there can’t be anything more ridiculous.
It must have been so long since you gave up courtship display of any kind and resigned yourself to being disagreeable that I shall have to explain it to you all over again. The similarity to a coxcomb cannot have escaped you, and my hair serves the same function: you know I know I am magnificent, and you must watch out for the spurs.