Episode 2
It was a very warm day just after Christmas. XS Clothing Woman was in the living room of her superhero flat while DTM was in the spare room wondering whether the length of his hair was interfering with his game-playing prowess.
XS Clothing Woman was on her Macintosh when suddenly DTM burst into the living room.
“I need a hair cut”, he said, running his fingers through his long curly locks, pacing the floor.
“Mmmmm”, said XS Clothing Woman looking up from the keyboard. “You know that my powers are to be used for good and not, …the lazy”. DTM stopped and said, “My hair is causing my head to heat up over the recommended temperature and is thus interfering with my day to day lifestyle”. XS Clothing Woman knew that this was indeed true but wanted to finish her game of Solitaire first.
“Okay”’ she said pushing back her chair, “I shall CUT…YOUR….HAIR”. She said in a booming voice. She struck quite a figure, standing with her hands on her hips while her superhero cape billowed behind her in the hot breeze of the flat. DTM went to get a chair and put it in the kitchen. XS Clothing Woman got her hair trimmer bag and followed him into the kitchen. DTM sat down and XS Clothing Woman placed the too small cape that came with the hair trimmer around DTM’s neck. She opened up the hair trimmer bag to display the contents neatly arranged in their respective pockets. After plugging the trimmer in she made sure that the number 3 comb was in place. After a 30 second prayer, she twitched on the trimmer and began to trim.
Not long after, DTM had hair that was not unlike a Chia pet although he seemed to think that it more resembled the hair on an Action Man doll. Chia pet, Action Man…it’s hard to tell at this stage. (Chia Pet)
And it was done. Blowing on the trimmer like a pistol, XS Clothing Woman twirled it and placed it neatly in its bag. “Another poor person saved from the cold…ha ha haaaaaa”. But XS Clothing Woman suddenly realised that she had done the opposite. She had helped cool DTM ‘s head instead of heating it up more. What was she to do? Her life’s purpose seemed to crumble and fall at her feet.
DTM ran his hand through his number 3 hair, “Yes, this is a Superhero hair cut”.
XS Clothing Woman turned to him and said. “My love, I have cooled you instead of warmed you. The planets will collide and the sun will explode and all that was will be gone.”
DTM looked at her and smiled. “You didn’t cut my hair as XS Clothing Woman, but as my partner. That is not a superhero cape you wear, but the tea towel you used to hold your nachos at lunch. The tea towel somehow fell onto your shoulders and the ends tied themselves into a knot around your neck”.
XS Clothing Woman realised that this was indeed so. “Yes, you are right”. And with that they both kissed while birds sang and someone from the neighbourhood peddled furiously into the sunset.
It was a very warm day just after Christmas. XS Clothing Woman was in the living room of her superhero flat while DTM was in the spare room wondering whether the length of his hair was interfering with his game-playing prowess.
XS Clothing Woman was on her Macintosh when suddenly DTM burst into the living room.
“I need a hair cut”, he said, running his fingers through his long curly locks, pacing the floor.
“Mmmmm”, said XS Clothing Woman looking up from the keyboard. “You know that my powers are to be used for good and not, …the lazy”. DTM stopped and said, “My hair is causing my head to heat up over the recommended temperature and is thus interfering with my day to day lifestyle”. XS Clothing Woman knew that this was indeed true but wanted to finish her game of Solitaire first.
“Okay”’ she said pushing back her chair, “I shall CUT…YOUR….HAIR”. She said in a booming voice. She struck quite a figure, standing with her hands on her hips while her superhero cape billowed behind her in the hot breeze of the flat. DTM went to get a chair and put it in the kitchen. XS Clothing Woman got her hair trimmer bag and followed him into the kitchen. DTM sat down and XS Clothing Woman placed the too small cape that came with the hair trimmer around DTM’s neck. She opened up the hair trimmer bag to display the contents neatly arranged in their respective pockets. After plugging the trimmer in she made sure that the number 3 comb was in place. After a 30 second prayer, she twitched on the trimmer and began to trim.
Not long after, DTM had hair that was not unlike a Chia pet although he seemed to think that it more resembled the hair on an Action Man doll. Chia pet, Action Man…it’s hard to tell at this stage. (Chia Pet)
And it was done. Blowing on the trimmer like a pistol, XS Clothing Woman twirled it and placed it neatly in its bag. “Another poor person saved from the cold…ha ha haaaaaa”. But XS Clothing Woman suddenly realised that she had done the opposite. She had helped cool DTM ‘s head instead of heating it up more. What was she to do? Her life’s purpose seemed to crumble and fall at her feet.
DTM ran his hand through his number 3 hair, “Yes, this is a Superhero hair cut”.
XS Clothing Woman turned to him and said. “My love, I have cooled you instead of warmed you. The planets will collide and the sun will explode and all that was will be gone.”
DTM looked at her and smiled. “You didn’t cut my hair as XS Clothing Woman, but as my partner. That is not a superhero cape you wear, but the tea towel you used to hold your nachos at lunch. The tea towel somehow fell onto your shoulders and the ends tied themselves into a knot around your neck”.
XS Clothing Woman realised that this was indeed so. “Yes, you are right”. And with that they both kissed while birds sang and someone from the neighbourhood peddled furiously into the sunset.
