Combat Lines Wins the Battle

My once fertile colony of follicles staged a rebellion when I was in college.  That is to say, I started going bald.

I decided my options were threefold:

1. sit by passively and watch the destruction unfold;
2. make what would surely be an ultimately futile effort to conceal the hairline’s retreat by use of the combover; or
3. mercilessly attack.

I chose option 3 and started shaving my head. It’s been more than a decade and I definitely choose the right approach. There’s just one catch.