Thursday, April 27, 2006
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Never Mind the Buzzcut
Mags: oh man
Mags: so...
Mags: remember how getting my brother a haircut was on my list?
Leonie: yes?
Leonie: you make that sound like they cut his head off instead of his hair
Mags: yeah...
Mags: well
Mags: sort of
Leonie: that's not reassuring at all
Mags: I showed them a picture of kind of a standard boy-cut
Mags: like, an inch and a half on top
Mags: and 3/4 inch on the sides
Mags: and....
Mags: they pretty much gave him a buzz
Leonie: they reversed it?
Leonie: oh man
Leonie: poor kid
Mags: he actually kind of likes it
Leonie: can you shave his head and let him tell his friends it was for a good cause?
Leonie: oh, that's good then
Mags: my mother I suspect...will not
Mags: so now he's washing his...head
Leonie: lol
Mags: man...my mom is gonna go nuts
Mags: she *hates* buzz cuts
Mags: I took a picture of what the hair was supposed to look like though
Mags: so I have that as an excuse
Leonie: yes
Leonie: totally
Leonie: good thinking there, sherlock
Leonie: can you call her and make sure she's prepared?
Leonie: so that she doesn't... expect a lovely coiffed boy and find the buzzcut?
Mags: I don't think so
Mags: man
Mags: I might
Leonie: that's what I'd do
Leonie: besides
Leonie: if she freaks out on the phone, you hand it over to your pre-instructed brother who then raves about his rad haircut
Mags: he'll rave about it when she sees it
Mags: I will give her a call though
Mags: I'm a little scared
Leonie: awww
Leonie: don't be
Leonie: it's not your fault
Leonie: you could always say you tried to protest but then the hairdresser gave you this evil look and signalled she'd cut his ear off if you didn't sit straight back down
Mags: haha
Mags: maybe
Leonie: I mean - it was the hair or the ear
Leonie: hair grows back, pulling a Vincent is rather more permanent
Mags: heh
Leonie: or, you could totally dye his hair bright blue with a washable dye
Leonie: just to take the piss out of the shit haircut
Leonie: or braid what's left, or make a thousand mini pony tails
Mags: there's...nothing left
Leonie: or stuff so much gel in there you can't tell where the gel stops and the boy begins
Mags: I mean...
Mags: it's a half-inch all around
Leonie: can you go and buy him a mean looking beanie?
Leonie: what did you say at the hairdresser's?
Leonie: did she apologise at all?
Mags: no
Mags: she thought it was awesome
Mags: she was really sweet
Mags: it's just...
Mags: there's no hair left
Mags: he looks like he's recovering from a bout with cancer
Leonie: oh dear
Leonie: you just made me laugh so much
Leonie: I'm sorry
Mags: heh
Mags: it's very short
Leonie: I was just picturing the sheer you look of terror on your face as the hairdresser stood there beaming with pride
Mags: and his hair was so long before
Mags: that he's got like a tan line
Leonie: and your brother looking all "send us money now, research could save my life!"
Mags: that's half an inch lower than his hair line
Leonie: oh dear
Leonie: that visual makes it just that much better
Leonie: I am so sorry
Leonie: it's just... funny
Leonie: I feel for you, I really do
Mags: heh
Leonie: but oh man
Mags: feel for my mom
Leonie: this is so fischism worthy...
Mags: thank god it's summer
Leonie: baseball cap!
Mags: and there's not a graduation or anything this year for us
Mags: so nothing where he'd have to have his picture taken
Leonie: hreh
Leonie: maybe you could get a picture of his previous 'do printed at life size, and he can wear it as a mask whenever he does have to be in a picture
Leonie: or you could photoshop his hair back in afterwards
Mags says: heh
At this point, I would like to extend a “You rock!” to Mags’ awesome brother, who kindly let us use this conversation for Fischism, despite the fact that it mostly consists of us having a laugh at his lack of hair. You rock!