Go to the barber with that picture and scream “TURN ME INTO THIS ROBOT”
i will not. i would be banished from the establishment. i normally wouldn’t mind that much, but then i’d have to reschedule. i hate rescheduling.
Just go more subtly then like
Barber: “What will it be fam?”
You: “Just French my shit up”
Barber: “Say no more”