Any doubts I had about cutting my hair this weekend were wiped out last night. At 4 AM, Trevor rolled over and reached for a pillow - grabbing a hunk of my hair in the process. I woke up screaming (it hurt!). One minute I was dreaming peacefully, and the next I was literally seeing stars as my hair was yanked forcefully from behind.
Trevor, shocked awake by my sudden screeching, immediately yelled, "What?! I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything!"
Two minutes later, we were fast asleep again.
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