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Someone please give me a hairclipper...

When I was young (ger) a mullet was a horrible haircut that nobody in their right frame of mind would be seen dead in.  Now it seems fashionable somehow and wherever you look, there are boys with bad hairstyles...

If you are a mommy and wife (like me) you will soon realise that television is not something that you can decide on.  In my house the telly only really switches between two channels, Ceebeebies (Liam's choice) and 200 and on, Gerhard's gazillion sports channels.  Mom never gets to decide what we watch in our house, she is a guuurl...can you hear Liam in that last sentence...

Well, there are some similarities between the two channels, the first one is that there are quite a number of stuffed characters on both.  Liam's characters are called cute names like the Tweenies, the Telletubbies etc.  Gerhard's little characters do not have names, but they are also stuffed animals, I have seen a little blueish bull, a lion, a shark - rather cute, but not as cuddly as Liam's.

The second similarity is the fact that Liam and Gerhard both zone out when watching their respective stuffed animals.  Both also scream at the telly in equal amounts, Liam says friggen and Gerhard says something else, starting with the same letter of the alphabet.

The thing I really want to talk about today though is the fact that the people on Gerhard's channel (mostly blueish dressed rugby players) and the characters on Liam's channel all have equally appalling haircuts!

Do yourself a favour and google "Tweenies".  Now take a good hard look at these little guys.  Now google "blue bulls rugby players images".  Take a close look at Francois Hougaard does not have the exact same hairstyle as one of the tweenies (the one with the yellow hair right).  Look at Wynand Olivier, Victor Matfield, all look like Tweenies. 

Now if someone can just give me some hair clippers, I would just kill to give Francois Hougaard a trim, short backs and sides.  Are you rugby players or are you tweenies man! 

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