When I was a teenager, the father of a friend had a comb over. He sprayed it to death with hairspray to keep it place. One day the a wind gust lifted it up like an airplane wing and bent it over backwards. The poor guy was so embaressed, and all we could do was laugh (his wife the loudest). Now that I've gone that way, I just shave it all to the skin. If you're bald, flaunt it. Sometimes a pretty girl lies and says she thinks it sexy... Ah, lost youth.