Worst thing you've got in your hair...

**PaleDale** · August 27th, 2009, 12:14 PM

Well I dunno what the worst thing is for me but at the moment I seem to end up with toothpaste in my hair every damn morning... What am I.. 5 years old? What the hell?! Someone lend me a scrunchy! :P

**SimplyViki** · August 27th, 2009, 12:24 PM

Eww eww eww! I have a strong "ick" factor for toothpaste once it's been all foamed up in the mouth. Yuuuccckkk... And my lovely fiance has a habit of wiping his foamy toothpaste mouth on my nice, clean, cream-colored bathroom towels. Bleh.

*hands PaleDale a scrunchy*

**Ruvie** · August 27th, 2009, 12:47 PM

For me, its always mascara! I find mascara in my hair constantly..I just slide it off with my fingers :P

**meowmeow** · August 27th, 2009, 01:26 PM

The worst thing was one of those round brushes (like this: http://avonshop.co.uk/shop/Assets/im...od_1023834.jpg). When I was a kid, I thought I could curl my hair (it was straight back then) by wrapping my hair around it.

Well, for the record, it doesn't quite work that way... Ouch!

**claram89** · August 27th, 2009, 01:30 PM

When my hair was longer, I got

in it once. It was nasty.

**eternallyverdan** · August 27th, 2009, 02:10 PM

Elephant snot.

**JamieRose** · August 27th, 2009, 02:13 PM

Originally Posted by eternallyverdan

Elephant snot.

I was going to say regualr snot, when I sneezed RIGHT in my hair once on accident... but I think elephant snot wins.

**RancheroTheBee** · August 27th, 2009, 02:20 PM

Custard. Cat snot. Chinchilla pee. Bird crap. Egg. Pectin glaze. Melted cheese.

**eternallyverdan** · August 27th, 2009, 02:26 PM

^^^

Impressive. Very impressive.

**Belledandy** · August 27th, 2009, 02:27 PM

Cockroach. Live cockroach.

We lived in Hawaii and the darn things are everywhere. I had a sleepover and one of my friends accidentally left some sweets in my room. A roach decided to take a shortcut over my bed and hair to get to them and I woke up to the mad scrambling of it when it got stuck. I freaked out, then it freaked out, spread it's wings to fly and the frantic "ffflllllltttttt" of it's wings beating near my neck was drowned out by my high pitched girl-shriek. It got loose only to tumble down my night shirt. My mother must have thought I was posessed when she came rushing in.

I still hate cockroaches.