Lold hard at Norwood reaper..... He needs to zero the sides or shave it completely

lollllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll lllllllllllllllllllllll

Damn by his own wife? fuk

Not even royalty is safe from the baldcel curse

imagine getting ribbed by your peasant wife who wouldn't be there if you hadn't decided to marry her

fie, oh fie!

t's 3 AM.. I lie awake looking at the ceiling. A tear finds its way from the corner of my eye down my cheek. "It's not fair.." I whisper to myself with clenched teeth. With a grunt I position myself on the side of my bed. I close my eyes and painstakingly shuffle my feet around the floor to find my slippers- the sight of my hairy feet disturbs me you see.. On my way to the bathroom I almost trip over an empty propencia bottle. I curse. I haven't had a proper hard-on in.. how long was it? 6 months at the very least.. The thump of me kicking the bottle away is softened by its landing on my messy printed looksmaxing guide. I continue onward towards the bathroom. I grab the empty glass sitting on one of the cabinets. In the dark I fill the empty glass with cold water so I keep hydrated. 10 to 15% of hair consists of water so it's important to keep it shiny. I catch a glimpse of my dark silhouette in the mirror. I look at the pineapple shape my head represents.. it doesn't look THAT bad in the dark.. does it? I contemplate turning on the light to look at my reflection. My hair isn't receding THAT bad right? Surely it's all in my head and I'm not even at level 3, maybe even level 2! Yeah that's right, I'm just having a rough patch and that damn barber didn't cut my hair properly! I bet the tiny bit of hair that I DID lose was probably from stress and it'll grow right back when I relax a bit! Yeah that makes sense. With shaking confidence I reach towards the light switch so I can reaffirm my belief. When my finger touches the cold hard plastic I hesitate. "What are you afraid of?!" I murmur to the reflective surface in front of me. Out of anxiety my other hand shoots up to my hair as a reflex. I catch myself in the act and stop my hand before it can reach my hair. I don't want to feel it.. Slowly I lower my hand to my side. In shame I apply pressure to the light-switch with my other finger. The light flickers and eventually turns on with a steady faint buzzing sound from the electrical grid. My heart sinks into my stomach. I am greeted by an image resembling a wet lolly pop that dropped on the carpet and now has some of the fibers sticking to it. Behind me a see a large hooded skeleton holding a scythe. I sigh. As if this sleepless night wasn't torture enough.. I can hear it's ghoulish breathing. It is excited. It's scythe kind of dull with a few different colored hairs of his previous victims trapped in some on the creases in the wooden handle. "Busy night..?" I defeatedly moan. I can hear it snicker. The crackling of its bones gives me a chill. As he raises his scythe a part of his robe turns towards the lights. I can see its logo embroidered with the hair of it's victims on his outfit's chest. 'N.W.' it says. The air turns cold as I can sense it ready to strike. I close my eyes and get ready for doom. I can hear his excitement in his voice.. "The Doctor will see you now.." he smiles..

Because everyone would know and laugh. And only thing that's worse than a bald man is an insecure bald man who is trying to cover it. If you go bald, just accept it and move on, it's not the end of the world.

should grow his beard back

Norwood has left my family alone thank God. None of my grandparents, my parents, or any of my aunt's and uncles got a Norwood visit. Still got all my hair at 35.

Think I'm safe for the Norwood Reaper until I get old, but I am getting a few strands of grey hair ... Still beats balding though.

bruh, are you ghey? where do you think his money comes from? he's never worked a day in his life son, neither has his father

Should go full shaven head and grow a big beard then get jacked as fuk.

Would be aesthetic as fuk.

The Norwood reaper is such a cold killer

Grey on men is alpha as phuck, distinguishing.Shows you are higher up in the hierarchy. Wish I had greys

Imagine a jacked alpha king who gives 0 ****s

Goddamn not even the future King can hide from the norwood reaper. Shouldn’t have bullied him back at Oxford Uni

If he shaved it and grew stubble he would look pretty decent. But he can't because he has to project some stuffy traditional image.

I bet his facial hair growing ability is chit tier as well. Just goes to show you, the reaper could give a chit about your money, fame, notoriety. He takes what is rightfully his regardless.