She had this think that grabs things higher then you can reach, like a claw type thing, and came up behind me, the claw grabbing my hair and pulling on it. I screamed, then practically broke the thing. Evil.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You got rid of them. Yes, that's just like you. Getting rid of everything unpleasant instead of learning to put up with it. — Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
