I declare that dog collars qualify as Ties o’ the Day, but I didn’t create this pic. What kind of loony person photographs canines wearing balloon boobs, to post on social media? And then I wonder who has the time to create and post inane stuff like this anyway. Don’t these people have jobs? And then I also remember: I do the same damn thing, twice a day usually. I am one of THEM. It’s inexplicable, but at least I gussy up in a tie to do it. 💻 🖥 ⌨️
Ties Do My ‘Do Sometimes
This ain’t a comb-over. It’s a comb-up-front—constructed by Tie o’ the Day, who’s planning to attend Barber College. (Do they have those anymore?) A photo of this hairdo must be included in Tie’s college application portfolio. The admissions committee will not have seen a ‘do as breathtaking as this beautastic incredible-isciousness ever before. Really, though, I think it’s how I wear the hair design that gives it its homey charm. 💇♂️ 🎓 And my duds provide a clash o’ fashion which adds mightily to the hairdo doin’ what hairdo’s do.