"Did you just call me Sideshow Bob?" questioned Carmen surprisingly with a smile that confused her little guyfriend.
"Yeah, you know I'm joking. Your hair doesn't look like Sideshow Bob's," backpeddled the young man.
"It's ok, I like his hair." Carmen sat proudly in front of the laptop reminiscing the several times she's been called Sideshow Bob. The comparison to a cartoon character with big, red starbursts of freeforming locks was actually great compliment to her as a loose nappy haired young lady. When Carmen first had her Sisterlocks installed she wished her hair would be at least half its normal size. So getting this Bob compliment confirmed that her hair was indeed getting big as hell.