I can take a lot of insults about anything. Normally I can withstand even the harshest of insults but i draw the line when it comes to insults about dead relatives and my hair! The thing is, only the people who are pathetic enough stoop to the (low)level of insulting dead relatives, its just not smart, clever, funny and it doesn't make you the tough guy or the cool guy, its just completely pathetic and immature.
The thing about my hair is that it has most of my pride and joy. Its where I get my personality from it is my amazingly beautiful Beatle-ish mop with a swoopy fringe, In fact my fringe is so long i can eat it :P. i remember my 13th birthday :( my hair was longer than it was now and i needed a haircut because i was joining air cadets the day after, so i went to the barbers and I SPECIFICALLY asked for my hair to be off my ears and off my collar and LEAVE THE FRINGE ALONE!!!!!......................... but he didn't listen and after that i was soooo upset for the rest of my birthday. And that was forever deemed the " best birthday ever".<<see the sarcasm ;P. So in conclusion of my hair issue is that i am VERY protective of it.
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