I have every follicle that the good lord gave me still attached and thriving. And not an ounce of grey (except in my studly goatee), it should be noted.
So I got that goin' for me.
However, in the unlikely event that my luscious locks should fall out, I will walk the earth with my shiny head proudly, as the natural man that I am.
Wigs are the costume of the devil.
