My friend said my hair was 'a declaration of war' and 'a sign of rebellion' and 'must be defeated' with hair dye.

My teacher said my hair was 'the enemy' and 'must be conquered' and I had to wear a hat for the rest of the week.

My dad said my hair was 'a battle cry' and 'a sign of chaos' and now I have to dye it brown for the rest of my life.