alcohol and boredom leads to pointing and laughing

you know what bunnies? alcohol and boredom is not a healthy combination. entertaining for sure, but definitely not healthy.

this particular bar night? well. first we (naturally) drank and bullshitted as usual. then we drank and bullshitted some more. then we got bored. so bored that someone had to bring up the weather as the topic of the conversation and somehow one thing lead to another. we got from sunshine to heat, from heat to hot and sweaty and from hot and sweaty to how a shaved head would actually be really cool and refreshing look for the summer. not good, not good at all.

see, normally due to the lack of means this would be forgotten by the time the guys got the next round of beers, but not when there's a fully equipped (and awfully trashed) former hairdresser in the house.

less than 1/4 of a beer later my poor flatmate was seated at the backyard while i was hooking up the shaver and asking if it was 2mm or 3mm he wished for.

1/2 of a beer later we realise that it might have been a good idea to consult his dear girlfriend *before* we shaved the mohawk.

few more beers later, while witnessing the mohawk joining the rest of his hair on the ground, we realise that it might have been an even better idea to wait till *after* the student residence ball to shave him. fantastic.

i've said it before and i'll say it again: uni life, gotta love it!