When I was a kid I put my head in and got it stuck in an angel-food cake pan - the one with the hole in the middle. My mom was frantic and called her sister-in-law.
“Is he breathing!”
“Oh yes - he’s just sitting there crying.”
“Okay - first thing you do is take a photo!”
My mom did, and then the sister-in-law came over and with some crisco they got the pan off my head. Cleaning out my mom’s stuff the other year never came across that photo. Oh well.
I was watching my daughters when my wife was gone. Let them go play at the neighbors house. When I went to get them at the door they had some washable colors on their faces and their hair tied back. “We were playing fashion-model!”
But as they walked out of the house I saw their hair wasn’t tied back - they had cut it (Like 8 inches - in blotches)! “Girls - you are going to be in so much trouble when your mom gets home”. (And by “you” I meant “we”!)
LOL to post 51. That is priceless.
I remember my sister and I used to cut each other hair too onetime when we were small