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forced-haircut-lover · 3 months ago
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New haircut
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fatallyaddictedtofiction · 3 months ago
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dekarios · 17 days ago
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i’m looking at steam reviews for the new planet coaster and reading comments on them and the amount of people saying things near identical to this are insane
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since when is a 1.0 full release expected to have bugs and issues ?? since when do we accept this ?? a full release is meant to have zero bugs and issues, actually. it’s not a beta, it’s not early access, it should be Finished, polished, cleaned up of all that stuff, ready to receive updates with new content if the devs choose. i’m just gobsmacked that decades of games being busted on launch has just led us to people finding it so normal it’s expected.
you shouldn’t expect games to be fully functional…. you should expect to buy them at full price and then wait weeks or more for the problems to be ironed out…. apparently. according to these people
what happened to demanding better man. what the fuck happened. why y’all complacent now
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clone-trooper-cheese · 2 months ago
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🦾🦾🦾
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blackseafoam · 5 months ago
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✨Wrecker appreciation✨
Kind of parallel to this painting I did a lil bit ago.
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shavesfordays · 6 months ago
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sky-is-the-limit · 1 year ago
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WHEN I SAW GAZ IN THEIR NEW VIDEO I THOUGH OF YOU LMAO
Oh my fucking god.
I haven't stopped playing it since, like, I'm losing my shit here. Folds opened about to take a FLIGHT. Please ignore me, I'm unwell and mentally unstable and Gaz saying "we're about to be a problem" with that smirk and voice isn't helping my condition 😀
I would do NASTY things to him, they'd have to rewrite the kamasutra and the bible.
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wingednickeltoadzonk · 6 months ago
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shavemeplz6 · 1 year ago
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such a hot shave <3
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deeva-arud · 5 months ago
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B A L D
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Death note if Soichiro Yagami could think:
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fuckmyhairup · 24 days ago
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Now I'm bald, browless and lashless and totally hairless all over !! What's next for this faggot slave? Master will do the top three fans choose! So get voting 😜
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clipfet · 1 year ago
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shavesfordays · 6 months ago
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Just another shaved baldie
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henrycalvo · 4 months ago
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Chris woke up next to Henry late that morning, relieved that the hottest, gayest sex he'd ever experienced with the hunk of a man the night before wasn't just a dream.
Something seemed different about Henry though. He couldn't quite put a finger on what it was. Last night, he could've sworn Henry didn't have quite as much hair. In fact, Henry didn't have any hair on his head at all...
He reached up to run his fingers his own mane and that's when he realized... all his hair was gone.
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deffnotweird · 12 days ago
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Machine Error:
November sixteen twenty-seventy five, the weather in New York was incredibly cold, despite this, Michael had to get a haircut, for in just two days he would be holding a big presentation for his associates in Norway. Michael was a big shot in his company, sales executive at just 23 years old, he loved seeing all the older guys at the company getting frustrated whenever he was assigned a big project. His hazelnut hair was quite long, going over his shoulders, he hated tying them up in a bun when at the office, but he always put his professional appearance over his own comfort. Which is exactly why he decided to cut them, this new project was bigger and far more important than anything else he’d ever worked on, nothing could be out of place. And so, while it pained Michael to lose his beloved locks, he decided that it was the best course of action for his career.
On Saturday he took a cab to a nearby automated barbershop, the mechanical precision was exactly what Michael needed. While the roads were quite busy, that barbershop was completely empty that day, the hair-cutting machines being the only moving thing there, he was greeted by a robotic voice: “Welcome, please take a seat at station number two”, Michael thought it was odd that he wasn’t directed to station one, after all nobody else was there, but he didn’t pay it much mind. After sitting another automated voice asked him to select a cut on the screen standing in front of him, the screen was pretty old, twenty-sixty nine model at least, probably even older. He looked at himself in the mirror, picturing something that would look good on him, in the end he decided to go for a classic business cut, short on top, shorter on the sides, searching through the catalogue on the screen he found the exact style he wanted, Mike tried to select it a few times but it seemed to have severe input lag, for a moment he thought “wow, I chose a really shitty place for my haircut, the reviews seemed high enough, must’ve been boosted by bots, fucking shameless”. Despite his discontent he hanged back and prepared himself for his cut: “People who run businesses like these should be in prison”. The machine picked up on his words, “activating prisoner mode”, suddenly a metal collar wrapped itself around the neck of the businessman, “woah woah, what the fuck, stop this!” he said as he tried to pry open the collar with his hands, this proved to be futile however, as the chair just sent out a shock through the collar, hurting the man “FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK?!”, another robot voice scolded him “Please, refrain from struggling and stand still.” Michael was beyond pissed off, but he didn’t have much choice, he hanged back and waited for the machine to finish working on him. While the man expected the cut to be mediocre, it actually turned out pretty well, nevertheless his anger hadn’t diminished “My old man is a lawyer, this place is getting shut down you can bet on it!” the machine once more picked up on his words “you have chosen the ‘old man cut’”, Michael had fucked up, he saw the clippers getting close and tried to once more pry open the collar that prevented him to move, this time however the shock was much greater.
The “prisoner mode” was used by jails and prisons who didn’t have a dedicated room for haircuts, while almost none of the prisons met this criteria, the function was still added to the “Trim-m3”. As was the norm with convict treatments all around the world, the punishment for continued misconduct was severe, therefore inmates getting a haircut would be rendered unconscious in case they didn’t behave, such a function was actually debated to be inhumane by many activists, but court ruled in favor of it and so it ended up in almost every hair-cutting machine made from twenty-fifty six onwards.
While the unfortunate man was knocked out cold, the machine worked swiftly and efficiently on his head, firstly the clippers ran through the hair at the top of his head, turning it into a really short stubble, afterwards, shaving cream was lathered over the stubbles and and a straight razor was used to clean it all up. In the end “Hair-no” gel, a miraculous invention made by and for bald-by-choice people (but mostly used by models to get rid of body hairs permanently), was put on the freshly shaven scalp, after making it sit there for three minutes, the hardened gel was ripped off, removing any follicle with a one-hundred precent accuracy and making it so nothing could grow there ever again. After a few minutes, Michael woke up on the chair, the collar had retreated and he could once again stand up, only that wasn’t the first thing he noticed, waking up Michael saw the mirror in front of him, showing off his freshly shaven scalp and his stylish male-pattern-baldness cut. Michael had no words, he sat there staring at the mirror in disbelief, rubbing his scalp as the machine repeated “your cut is done and we hope you’re satisfied, please stand up and head over to the entrance for payment.” the man wanted to get out without paying, but he thought it better to just head home and immediately book an hair transplant appointment, before his big presentation on Monday.
In the cab home he looked at the floor of the car, while he kept feeling the baldness of his head, finally letting out a meek “what the fuck…”. At home he called 7 transplant clinics, but none of them were available for Sunday, with the earliest one being available four months from then. He thought of shaving it all off, but before he did, he searched up the shop once more, it turned out the shop was using quite outdated hardware, with the controlling AI model being notoriously buggy and a pain to deal with. Michael was tired, but before he went to sleep he ordered some Clippers, shaving cream and Razors on Amazon, since they would arrive tomorrow he still had the chance to look presentable with a full bald head instead of the male pattern baldness cut he was currently rocking.
Sunday came and went, and it was time for his big presentation, the items he ordered however had never arrived, an error in the drones' softwares caused several delayed packages, inclduing his. He chose instead to just wear an old hat, hoping nobody would ask him to take it off. He sat down in the meeting room, central seat, the one he was so excited to be sitting on just a few days ago had become his most dreaded moment, his boss asked him what was the deal with the hat, in truth everyone in that room was quite curious about Mike’s sudden change in behavior, that wasn’t the long haired hot-shot they were used to, but a meek guy almost trembling in his chair. Some thought he was sick while others figured he was having performance anxiety, he tried dodging their questions multiple times, but in the end was cordially asked to remove it by his boss to remove it. As the hat came off everyone stood in silence, dumbfounded about this odd choice of hair, what was he thinking after all? Friday he’s got a ponytail and Monday he’s balding? The silence remained until the presentation was about to start, Michael was worrying intensely about what will happen in just a few minutes and sweating profusely at everything that just happened. But just a few second before the presentation he took a deep breath and regained his confidence. The presentation went smoothly, the Norwegians were a bit surprised to see a balding man speaking as they were expecting a young twenty-three years old guy, nevertheless they didn’t make a comment about it.
Months passed, and Michael was still receiving all the best projects, his deal with the Norwegians went through and was a huge success, despite this, his hairstyle had not changed, the older executives would call him “Old Man Mike”, and had taken a liking to him, bringing him out for drinks and mocking his odd hairstyle, all of them had a full head of hair despite being much older than him after all, the businessman didn’t mind, he thought that perhaps this look was just what he’d always needed, and to think he got it just because a machine couldn’t do his job properly! Soon he became really intimate with another executive, Ethan, he was a really sweet guy and had really taken a liking to Mike after what everyone called “The Norwegian Cut Incident”, being the first to offer to have a drink with him after work. For the older guy’s birthday Michael took him to a place that after everything that happened ended up being really special to him. “Welcome, please take a seat at station number two”.
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