It’s Saturday night, I am home from 30-Hour Famine, and I am completely bald. The photo above (of me with one of the kids from church) was snapped on a camera phone, but it shows the colored mohawk I was given last night by my youth group. I challenged them to raise $5000 for World Vision; they raised $7900 and change.
I decided the mohawk could not stay. So, after half an hour with the razor in the shower, I am balder than on the day I was born. Next year, I’m going to challenge them to raise at least $10,000!
It’s a nice look!
shoulda kept the mowhawk!
YOU ROCK!
Rockin’! You really should have kept it. At least for the rest of the weekend. Those kids should get their money’s worth.
Folks, if you could see me bald now, you would KNOW they got their money’s worth!
The mowhawk gives you a non-poser look. It looks good on you Hugo!
Oh my. . . . too many comments come to mind Hugo. I’m just somewhat dumbstruck.
This takes “laying down your life” on a bit of a different tangent, I suppose. I look forward to the “bandana look” for a bit.
Update: my students are a bit stunned, but in general, they dig it…
i vote for the mowhawk! You can always grow it back. : )