I can’t stand hair gel. It was a huge hit here in small Brunei a few years back. The trend caught the nation like wildfire and almost everyone raped their heads with hair gel. I wouldn’t let that hair goo touch my scalp even if the world’s fate depend on it. Besides making my hair concrete-like, it made me feel really uneasy. If styled correctly, the hair can do some major damage to innocent passerby. Everyone who was infected with the ‘gel virus’ starts reminding me of a walking ‘durian’. Not surprisingly some even went the extra mile and used the hair gel excessively, which resembles a really glossy porcuppine. And that was cool, to them at least.

I once had a friend who really likes hair gel. He used it excessively, carefully making a nice straight line in the middle. His hair was extremely greasy and shiny, he can star in those fake hair shampoo commercials. Everytime I saw him, I cringe and feel the sudden urge to throw shampoo on his hideous hair-do. And with his cheeky smile, I feel like man-slaughtering. Its like an itch you can’t scratch. Heck, the hair was one with the scalp. A real class one nerd. Cutting the story short…

I’m glad he’s no where to be seen and totally out of reach. I wonder where and what he’s doing at this very moment. I bet he’s groping his scalp with gel, trying to impress his imaginary girlfriend.

If you didn’t get the point: go easy with the hair gel, would you? Its fine if you use it correctly and moderately but when your hair starts looking like black paint fresh from the can, its time for a shower. I’m doing you a favour. Haha.

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