Is it time to revive ratemypoo.com?

Ooh! You've just reminded me of a question I must ask my Mum before she dies: what happened to the jar of milk teeth my granny kept in her dressing table. Not thought about that since 1970s.

This 'person': does he lick his balls and wag?

I only go for a cut twice a year. I have a lovely coffee and a head massage each time, and the six month interlude means we have enough to catch up on without resorting to small talk. I recommend it.