This is what happens to my bald head far too often. The worst has come here in Guatemala where some families use old, rusty barbed wire for clotheslines. They stand at a height of 5'6", whereas I stand at a towering 5'10". Usually, wearing a cap helps cushion a blow, but not every time. Another bad deal is low hanging roofs made of sheet metal (also often old and rusty).
This time it was my own fault, I jumped out of the driver seat in the van and whacked my head really hard. I took my cap off and then rubbed the scraped skin off of the inside of the cap.
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Looks painful. Hope you get lots of sympathy from Amber....and Blaise.
did I tell you I'm going bald?
Saison and I had the same thought! With all that rusty stuff attacking your poor bald head ....hate for you to get lock jaw....
by the way I was refused when I went to give blood...cause of my trip to Guatemala...in case I'm carrying malaria.
Tetanuts shot? Um, I think I got one in 1995. How long are they good for?
Balding, eh Justin? No, you never mentioned until now.
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