A Close Shave

The other day, my Dad told me that he would give me a haircut. He got out the clippers, set them on the bathroom counter, and then went into the kitchen to unload the dishwasher. I took the clippers to my bathroom, got on a stool and started giving myself a haircut. My Dad suddenly appeared and I blurted out "Are you mad at me?" He saw the big bald spot on the front of my head and said "No, it's your hair," and then he proceeded to shave the rest of it off. When he was finished, I said "I look like Papa!"