Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for August 27, 2018

Shave and a haircut, two bits.

Is Froglandia closer to Moscow or Kansas? I’m never sure of its whereabouts.

Or its time, are they still in the 1950’s?

There is going to be a showdown tonight. Spiff up at OK corral then go to the fight.

my o.k.barber shop is on the east side of main street

Sounds like Minnesota, where everything is just o.k. !

Our barber shop was just like this when my brother and I were kids. No appointment. You sat and waited and the first barber done was your barber. One we kept getting was so bad, our mom went in and showed the boss one day. He gave us permission to skip that guy. This is why we are both so handsome today.

O.K. = Only Komodos ….

Isn’t that one of those frilled lizards that blows-up like a frilly lampshade when provoked?

Got any quick remedies for Anal Stenosis, ah, just asking for a friend…

Lizard might get his wings clipped.

Well, unless this Chlamydosaurus is on holiday, then surely this is an Australian barber shop and a great place to get a bocker. Get that mullet looking spiffy and you may win first place at the Mullet Festival. After all, a mullet is a lifestyle, not a haircut. https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/evmq5w/glorious-photos-from-australias-mullet-festival.

Before the drop ceiling with acoustical tiles became fashionable…

A new business has opened, you can get shaves, piercings, tattoos and some other body shaping things.

…. to cut a long story short …

Quit dragon your butt and get on down here.

Unless I miss my bet, that’s a bearded dragon who’s in for a rad new look.

Wow. “Five chairs, no waiting,” just like in the Really Old Days. But would they serve a dragonette back then? Tolerance could be pretty low in those days.

I used to go to a for-really barber in a neighboring suburb that my late Dad had patronized. Frank the Barber had two chairs only and Number Two barber was not very good, so I always waited for Frank, who had tales to tell and Things in Common with me. But he finally retired and shut down his shop. Now, alas, I go to one of those chain-clip joints nearby. But I’m just a retired Old Fart, so if my haircut is imperfect it matters little these days….

For a better than “O.K.” haircut, always choose the barber with the worst one. Because they cut each other’s hair, he’s the one who did the good job on the other guy.

And the big lizard takes care of your parasites, like the little fishes at nail salons eat the dead skin on your feet.

Looks like a third world shop.

Sitting in the lobby in wait of a new haircut, and cutting the cheese..

Cut, cut, cut, blood, spurt, artery, murder, Hitchcock, Psycho…!