Tommy Thayer was with the band at a hair salon.
I was meeting with Michelle at a fast food restaurant.
He was going to get a trim to rid of all the dead ends on his hair.
The stylist wasn't really paying attention to what he was doing.
Paul and Eric were standing nearby looks at the different hair styles.
Gene was sitting on the couch looking at a men's style magazine.
Everything was going great until Tommy noticed something different about his hair.
Michelle and I had just arrived at the salon when we saw Tommy's new hair style.
Tommy picked up a mirror while the stylist held up a bigger mirror behind him.
"Holy Jesus...What is that"?
Michelle asked in shock.
Paul and I covered our mouths in complete horror.
Poor Tommy's hair was almost completely shaved off except for the top part of his head, which had been dyed a neon green color and he also had hair gel to make his hair look all spiked up.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT"?!
As fast as lightning, the hair stylist ran out the door.
Michelle didn't look too happy to say the least.
"Where's that freakin stylist? I must confront and beat the living shit outta him for messing up my space king's precious hair".
And she ran outside to go and teach that stylist a lesson.
