"...Well, why don't we?"
"Why don't we what, dude?"
"Cut our own hair!"
The idea thrown out to the wind sounded more than insane. Neither of them knew the first thing about cutting each other's hair, let alone their own.
"Let's go to the beach," Korn said.
It seemed like a simple plan. Take a few days off, enjoy the beach and spend some quality alone time together. But it wouldn't be a vacation from hell if everything went as planned.
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This is a fairly fluff story. I know it's called vacation from hell, but it's really only a lot of bad luck. This will not have mature content (no sexy time, sorry). There is a lot of swearing.