Warren Chesney
Upon arriving back in Duluth, MN, my childhood home was not my first stop. Nay, I immediately descended unto my local Duluth barbershop to recieve a hair(s) cut from my exclusive and bald barber, Warren Chesney. He is trained well in the art of keeping customers, as evidenced by the fact that only a couple people outside of him have molested my hair and also by the fact that I was able to go without a haircut since August.
Also, his is a household name amongst my more knowledgeable friends.
"Erik. Why don't you get a haircut—you need one."
"Because he's waiting to go back to Duluth so Warren Chesney can cut his hair."
Also, his is a household name amongst my more knowledgeable friends.
"Erik. Why don't you get a haircut—you need one."
"Because he's waiting to go back to Duluth so Warren Chesney can cut his hair."





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4 Comments:
funny, this is post is altogether foreign to me... hair(s) cut? what the?
*snickers* So glad I'm a girl and I have a mom who used to cut hair for living...FREE CUTS!! WOOT!
Happy Turkey Day...lets hope you get the better half of the wishbone!
Roselly~ You guys do the wishbone thing too! That's my favorite part of Thanksgiving!
Erik~ Post pictures of the new haircut, come on entertain us... ;)
Oh man, I'm totally the guy speaking in italics!
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