Hair jokes

I'm bald.

People say, "I like your cut G." Which is when you get a fresh cut. But I guess when you go bald, we can say, "Like your forehead, G."

I know it's really, really, really, really bad.

Are your hairline and forehead old friends, because they go way back?

A blonde walks in and says, "I want to buy that TV."

The seller says, "I don't sell to blondes."

The blonde comes back the next day with brown hair and says, "I want to buy that TV."

The seller says, "I don't sell to blondes."

The blonde comes back the next day with brown hair and says, "I want to buy that TV."

The seller says, "I don't sell to blondes."

The blonde asks, "That's it, how'd you know I was a blonde?"

The seller replies, "Because that's a microwave."

One day at school, I made fun of a girl who lost her hair from cancer, and my parents made me shave my head.

The next day at school, I made fun of an orphan.

Q. What makes music on your hair?

A. A headband!

Your hairline goes back to when your dad left you.

Your hairline goes so far back that even God said, "I learned about it in my days."

Bro, I thought your hairline was the Dorito logo.

Charlene's hairline was so big that Joe Biden could not make it prime minister.

A kid went and got a haircut. The day after, he went to school, and a friend says, "I like your cut." He replies, "Which one?"

A blonde walks into the doctor's office. She tells the doctor, "My boyfriend has dandruff."

The doctor tells her to use Head and Shoulders. She leaves. About an hour later, the doctor's phone rings. He answers, it's the blonde. The doctor asks how he can help her. "Well doctor, I understand head, but how do you 'hove' shoulders?"

You know you’re going bald when you use more toothpaste than shampoo.

Your hairline is so long that when you finally found the length of it, you told someone and they said, "Don't give me your phone number."

If a midget says your hair smells nice, is that sexual harassment?

How are a bald eagle and a bald man similar?

Because they both have eyes.

So I got my sister shampoo for her birthday, and she stood there and threw her wig on the floor.

Your hairline goes so far back that cars on a highway don't know which way to turn.

Yo mama so hairy, she braids her eyebrows.

There was an Indian riding in the desert when he saw a little blond-haired white girl up ahead. He heard her crying. So he went up to her and climbed down from his horse and asked her, "Hey, what’s going on? Why are you crying? Where are your parents? What happened?"

The girl said in a crying, sad voice, "The bandidos came, killed my father, my brothers, then my mother, and raped my sister."

The Indian just laughed, untied and dropped his breechcloth, then said, “Guess this isn’t your day, is it?”