As a child, my father was a little hellion.' He's told my sisters and me countless stories of his early years, which were mostly spent tormenting his younger siblings. He would, however, occasionally take a break to torment instead the nuns who ran his Catholic school.
One of my favorite stories concerns my father's practice of putting massive amounts of Butch Wax 2 in his hair. On one particular day, he was acting up in class. A nun grabbed him by his flat-topped hair and slammed the back of his head a black-board. His hair product left a grease spot that never came off the board, rendering it unable to be written upon ever again.
http://scholarship.law.wm.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1103&context=wmjowl
One of my favorite stories concerns my father's practice of putting massive amounts of Butch Wax 2 in his hair. On one particular day, he was acting up in class. A nun grabbed him by his flat-topped hair and slammed the back of his head a black-board. His hair product left a grease spot that never came off the board, rendering it unable to be written upon ever again.
http://scholarship.law.wm.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1103&context=wmjowl