A Sad Sad Day

There we were enjoying some quiet time (something that does not happen here) when all of a sudden we got nailed with a rouge idea. After some counseling and lots of crying because of the nick name Jolene called Kolby we decided it was time.... It was time the mullet found another home, it was a very sad occasion, we first celebrated the mullet with Ice Cream and then we pulled out the shaver and CUT IT OFF, I didn't think I could do it at first but after a little bit of liquid courage I managed to get up the guts and I just did it, I cut the mullet, I couldn't believe I did it, at first I panicked a little and then I closed my eyes and off it went, at first it slowly fell to the grass but the more I cut the faster it fell, I felt like I was Edward Scissor Hands, pretty soon all of it was off and laid there on the grass looking up at me and saying why, why did I have to be cut off, why now, why me. All I could do was respond by saying Sorry, your Aunt Jolene made me do it, I didn't want to do it but she made me, it was all her fault. Well here are some before and after pictures of this sad event.