hot comb
you know when you would wash your hair and would have to stretch it with a hot comb.
mom: *comb touches my head*
me: *says ow*
mom: what are you complaining for I did not touch your head.
I was legit mad about that. If it didn't touch my head I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have felt it and said ow.
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