It's a mystery how I end up in dangerous situations so often. Take this one for instance:
I recently found myself in a pill cutter with the sharp blade just mere millimeters from my awesome black hair.
Never fear, though. My hair is still intact and, I might add, quite lustrous. The rest of me is still whole as well. Two halves of a man I shall not be.
You look quite happy to be in that pill cutter.
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