I am Bob Duncan. I am a middle-aged man. I am also bald. On a very special day, I decided to go wig shopping for my Mr Clean head. As I walked into the store, I was overwhelmed by the amount of wigs. There were long wigs, short wigs, and my favorite, medium wigs. I enjoyed medium wigs. They were unique, Clinique, and beautiful. Until, my disgusting wife Amy, decided to get a medium haircut with side bangs. I cried for at least 3 weeks, until it grew out to a somewhat long style. I was searching through the wigs, and decided that I wanted a medium blonde wig, with side bangs, to make fun of my wife, and I also thought it would look gorgeous on me, even though it looked disgusting on her. I took the wig up to the register. The lady said it was going to be $237.49. I almost shit in my trousers, but I wanted to look beautiful, So I bought it anyways. My kid's will just have to starve. I then walked out of the store looking like a new woman.
