Hardcore

     “You know,” said Arnie as he crawled into bed, “I’m thinking about getting a mohawk.”

     “I don’t think that’s a good idea,” said Michelle without lifting her eyes from the book she was reading.

     “Why not?" he asked. "You don't think it suits me?”

     “No,” she said. “It’s because you’re bald.”

     “I’ll have you know that I was a hardcore punk rocker back in the eighties,” Arnie said. “I saw the Sex Pistols in concert, and I once made an anarchy symbol on the back of my jean jacket with duct tape.”

     “I don’t doubt it,” she said, still reading.

     Arnie put his hand over her book. “Are you even listening to me?”

     And so they discussed it late into the night until Michelle finally agreed that Arnie should get a mohawk.