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Tucked away at the bottom of page 18 of the "Daily Rag", as I've come to to name it, is this morsel of vital significance:

"BEER WITH YOUR BLOW WAVE"

This little piece reports of a new 'men-only' hairdresser. For the moment, we'll forget that any man proud of being a man, wouldn't be seen dead in a 'hairdressers'.

This 'salon' boasts 'the Ferrari of hairdressing chairs' and vibrating massage lounges. It's a place where 'cool guys can go for a haircut, have a beer and just chill out', (presumably with their metrosexual boyfriends with whom they can gossip and compare hairstlyes).
The owner of this moneyspinner states - "it's not so poofy for men to look after themselves any more". Well, if by 'looking after oneself', you mean manicures, petticures, eyebrow plucks, and 'hairdressing' etc, then yes, Mr Hairdresser - it is.

I don't care whether you're sporting a beer, a handsaw or a power tool. If you have cotton wool between your toes, you're no man I want to know.