A while back I bought Alex a new bike helmet. His old one is all cracked and has holes in it. I realize the decorative outer shell doesn't do much, if anything, by way of protecting his brains, but a cracked helmet doesn't set one's mind at ease. So, a new helmet it was! I bought a super cool skull one and we were good to go. Until we weren't.
I noticed he wasn't wearing it, so I asked what was up. He said it was pulling his hair. What? Whatever dude, you said you liked it, now wear your new helmet. I let it go for a couple of weeks until it was annoying me just too much. So I asked him again why he wasn't wearing it. Again came the claims of hair pulling. I told him to bring me the helmet so I could fix it.
And that's when I saw the three stickers on the inside of the helmet I hadn't noticed previously. And all three had hair stuck to them. Whoopsiedoodle!
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