THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
"Yeah, yeah, I think I'm just going to cut all my hair off. And dye it a real color. I don't know. Something."
"Now, Lizzy, weren't you a blonde for a little while awhile back?"
"... I was a blonde for the first fifteen years of my life."
"..."
"You know, of which you knew me eleven."
"... Oh. Right."
Jackasses.