Who hasn’t woken up with a mass of unruly, crazy surf hair all over your face and the dry taste of cider in the back of your mouth? You cant jump out of bed and escape without waking the 4 naked people sleeping next to you…looks like you’re frothed….

but wait…

Suddenly you see it – the black Skull Cap slouched like a beacon of hope off the bedside lamp..,

You pull it over your unruly head and, despite being completely naked, you’re catlike as you move

its not until you hear the blood curdling screams you recall too late its your grandmas birthday and you’ve crashed the party…

At least they cant see your bad hair brother…

Bring it, beaches..