The Story: Today Gavin and his big brother Sammy (age 11) went to get hair cuts. Of course neither wanted a cut. It was just that time! Nichole is their hair dresser and talks to them just as a good hair dresser does with his/her clients. I am not sure what conversations transpired between the brothers before they got to the hair dresser but neither really wanted to be there. Nicole usually asks "what are we gonna do today?" and they usually respond with what they wanted for a style. Sammy took his turn like a man and with no complaints. Now it is Gavin's turn. Nichole followed all the usual hair dressers protocol...pumped up the chair, put on a cutting drape, sprayed Gavin's hair with water but skipped over the "what are we gonna do today?" question. She picked up her scissors and before she could make the first cut,
Gavin blurts out "I wouldn't do that if I were you!"
Nichole stopped and said "well, why not Gavin?"
Gavin responds with a lisp of course: " I've got LICSSE (that is lice with a lisp)!"
You do?
Yea, I tried to get it all out (lisp) yesterday but couldn't. (lisp) So, yea I got (lisp) lice.
Nichole laughed and said "Gavin you are the first kid that has tried to get out of a haircut by telling me you have lice. " SNIP!