Chapter one

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TheBlobGamer looked into the mirror to gaze at his musty, long hair one last time before his friends cut it off. His friends all gathered around him, scissors and clippers in hand prepared to shorten the mop that had been rotting on his head. No one seemed to understand how attached blob had gotten to his hair, but that was even more a reason to cut it off, his friends realised the treacherous prison of greasy lice-infested hair he had encased himself in. 

"We're doing you a favour" Blob's friends all stated as they began the cutting process. A small tear sheared across blobs face as he watched his hair fall to the ground, bit by bit, no longer attached to his also greasy scalp. As more hair left him, the more intense his emotions and tears got. He couldn't handle this. It was too much. 

His friends, once the haircut was completed, all cheered in victory although the blob was devastated. He wanted to go back, he wanted his hair back. His hair defined him, his hair was all he was, and now, it was gone. Now having no personality the blob dragged himself home in despair, remaining in grief from the loss of his hair. 

Days and nights passed as the blob stayed holed up in his room. After not seeing him for multiple days, the blobs friends began to regret their actions. Despite that, after a few motivating text messages and a bit of self-confidence built up, the blob had just enough courage to leave his room and go touch some grass.  

As soon as he stepped out of his front door, to his surprise swarms of women and irl anime girls/lolis surrounded him. Extremely confused yet quite content, the blob asked one of the near by women what was happening. Instead of answering the blobs question, the women went to admire his new trim. She gazed at his hair as if it was a museum she never wanted to  leave. "Oh my God," the blob murmured to himself, "it's the hair".

Before being able to fully comprehend and process the situation, the blob saw a familiar face in the crowd that was still swarming around him. All the pushing and chaos the crowd was causing immediately got blurred out as he became focused on the face that was now making their way towards him. As the face got closer, he realised...it was sam, the virtual samsung assistant.

"Hey blob" she said, still lurching towards him, "I love ur new haircut". Now only inches apart, the two then fell in love and had sri lankan samsung babies.

the end

moral of the story- cut ur hair then u pull girls

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