Man Buns.
They strictly make me nervous.
I have this image indelibly marked into my mind, of a puritanical school teacher, woman, in a full skirt, with a slightly graying bun on her head. Her eyes are exaggerated in size, due to large drooping glasses, that it it nearly impossible to look around, to see what the actual eyes look like. Besides, nearly always, she was looking, (glaring would be more like it), and now, here is a GUY, trying to look like, or be her. This only gives indigestion. It is the rich fodder of nightmares, cold sweat, and awakening, with pounding heart, due to impending doom.
And, some guy, has become attracted to this image, and "feels more comfortable with long hair, and a bun".
Just a note of warning. The moon is uninhabitable. That's the closest place I can think of to escape this planet, and I can't afford the air, and transportation to move!
So, please. Some of us value our mental health enough to not want that image. Ever again.
Say NO to man buns. Capisce?
Some of us don't need it.
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