Yeah, I know. My brows are getting rather bushy.

I can still surf, run and swim.

In these things, my age isn’t a big deal at 44.

My age can be seen in other ways, like with my receding hairline. The barber told me so. He was shaving my hair off (to disguise the receding hairline) and took a look at my eyebrows and the rouge strands going this way and that and said, “Whoa, that’s heavy, man!”

I didn’t give him a tip.

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