The other day I went to a barber shop with Wild Man in tow. We gave the barber the shock of his life. Wild Man, realizing the situation, immediately told the barber that he had come for a shave and not a hair-cut. It was then that the barber started breathing easy.
The barber put some hair-clips (the kind that girls wear) on Wild Man's flowing locks, in order to get a direct access to his beard. It was truly a sight to behold. Wild Man sitting with his more-than-shoulder-length hair, neatly put on hold by two giant hair-clips. I choked down a laugh and looked around to see if anybody had noticed. Well, all of them were busy looking at the amazing spectacle.
Sun really did shine that day. The clouds had gone and the hitherto unseen parts of Wild Man's face glistened with sun rays.