She skates into the first salon she sees and goes up to the hairdresser
and says, “I need a haircut.”

The hairdresser checks her out and says, “OK, sit down and take off your
headphones.”

“No way!” shouts the blonde, “If I take off my headphones, I’ll die!”

“Then I can’t give you a haircut,” replies the hairdresser.

So the blonde gets up and leaves and skates further down the board-walk.
She sees another salon, goes in, and says to the hairdresser, “I need a
haircut… but you can’t take off my headphones or I’ll die!”

The hairdresser looks at her a little weird, but says, “OK, no problem.
Have a seat.” So the blonde sits down and the hairdresser comes up
behind her, and when she isn’t looking, he rips the headphones off her head.

Suddenly the blonde starts choking, and soon turns blue in the face,
then keels over and dies right there in the salon chair. The hairdresser is
a little freaked by this. He leans over and cautiously listens into the
blonde’s headphones and he hears…

“Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out