Knowing how hair obsessed I am, every now and then he would initiate a frenzy of crazed hair shaking by declaring "I whip my hair!".
This would result in both of us flinging our heads about like absolute loons until I was exhausted or he claimed that his hair was longer than mine.
We are normal, I promise.
Well, eventually the time came when he couldn't take it any more and went to get his hair cut.
An hour later, I got a message from him that said "Whip my - Ohhh, it's not doing it!"
|Why does he look so happy? He's not doing it right!|
It took me about 20 minutes to stop laughing.