Get your hair back, man! I started going bald at the tender age of sixteen and had to endure the wicked name calling of bald bastard' from my so-called friends as a junior in high school. I still have nightmares from those insensitive jack holes, but I was proactive and did something about it. I got a prescription for two percent Rogaine and happily forked over the fifty bucks a month that it used to cost because I believed in my heart that it would work for me.
