Today I was playing Guitar Hero with a couple of my best friends. We started talking about the amazing mohawks the computerized rockstars were sporting and we decided to give it a try. On me. Of course.
First, they decked me out in the proper "rockstar attire". Next, they smothered me with eyeliner and red lipstick. Then came the hawk. Oh boy...
They dragged me out to the back porch and made me lay my head on the outside table. They began their work. Neither of them had ever made a mohawk, so I wasn't suprised when they failed miserably. They got a can of hairspray and a bottle of hair gel and plastered my head to the towel. Soon, a big wind picked up, and my head completely covered in goop was freezing!! After we couldn't stand the cold anymore, they held up my hair and we ran into the house to the bathroom, dripping hairspray the whole way.
The next half hour, they tried to keep up the spikes by putting straws in and then blowdrying them. Once again, they failed. But we took pictures anyways. In their last attempt to make the spikes stay up, they had me lean against the wall, and then they taped the spikes to it. Ha. Funny.
We had fun though, and even though they are probably putting those pictures on facebook as we speak (sigh...) I still had a lot of fun. Until I had to try and figure out how I was going to get all that crap out of my hair. That was not so funny...
First, they decked me out in the proper "rockstar attire". Next, they smothered me with eyeliner and red lipstick. Then came the hawk. Oh boy...
They dragged me out to the back porch and made me lay my head on the outside table. They began their work. Neither of them had ever made a mohawk, so I wasn't suprised when they failed miserably. They got a can of hairspray and a bottle of hair gel and plastered my head to the towel. Soon, a big wind picked up, and my head completely covered in goop was freezing!! After we couldn't stand the cold anymore, they held up my hair and we ran into the house to the bathroom, dripping hairspray the whole way.
The next half hour, they tried to keep up the spikes by putting straws in and then blowdrying them. Once again, they failed. But we took pictures anyways. In their last attempt to make the spikes stay up, they had me lean against the wall, and then they taped the spikes to it. Ha. Funny.
We had fun though, and even though they are probably putting those pictures on facebook as we speak (sigh...) I still had a lot of fun. Until I had to try and figure out how I was going to get all that crap out of my hair. That was not so funny...
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