My Grandad called me to say that he got my wedding announcement and to try to figure out if he knew Jason or not.
Grandad: "Was he the boy that came over once to fix my computer and he had a ponytail?"
me: "Yup, that was him"
Grandad: "Does he still have the ponytail?
me: "No, he started going bald and cut it off"
Grandad: "Good, because you can't be bald with a ponytail"
Such brillant words of wisdom from my Grandad, and they are just so true. I hate when bald men have sad little ponytails just to prove that they do have some hair left.