Dad: I really like you hair.
Justin: Thank you.
Dad: Yeah I got one at Wal-Mart last month and it really grew out nice.
Justin: If you ever get your hair cut at Wal-Mart again, I will slit my wrists.
Dad: Did you get yours cut there?
Justin: Or you could just stab me in the heart right now.
Dad: Are you alright?
Justin: OH MY GOD, I CAN'T BREATHE!
Dad: What the hell is the matter?
Justin: Did you Just...oh sweet Jesus...did you just ask me, if I got MY haircut at...WAL-MART!!!
Dad: Well...
Justin: Does my hair look like it smokes Newports? Does it look like it wears Scooby GOD DAMN DOO pajamas out in public? DOES MY HAIR LOOK LIKE A POOR PERSON?!?
Dad: ...no.
Justin: Are you hot? Crack a window! I am fuckin' ROASTIN'!
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