So i'm related to someone who has high anxiety when it comes to haircuts. His name is Isaac- you may have heard of him. Finally, I need to chop those precious locks- they were out of control-pretty bad. So I tell Isaac, listen, we are flying out to see all your cousins and aunts and uncles- and UNCLE RICK TODD is gonna be there so here is the deal- if you wanna be cool like uncle Todd- you gotta get rid of your half your hair.
He had a complete meltdown, flip out and was pretty close to hyperventilating when he could take no more. Finally I just stopped, I mean I can't hold him down for cryin in a bucket! So, I just stopped- he had a warm shower and then ran outside and rode his bikes with the neighborhood bunch. WITH HALF A HAIRCUT. Half of it is at an 8 and half of it is- well you know- just where we started. It is now Sunday, he still has half a haircut, and Bryan and I didn't have time to cut the rest today- so he may just have to have aunt Julie cut it- in her front yard- with UNCLE RICK TODD- showing him what a real hair cut looks like.
Until then- they boy with unmatched looks- yeah, he's ours:)
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