Ragamuffin Reclaimed

One day, a mommy looked at her burrito and said, "You look like a ragamuffin." The little burrito's hair was getting long in places and was becoming very unruly. Combs had no effect. Something needed to be done.

So, the mommy put the burrito in the tub and held him still while the burrito's daddy trimmed the back of his hair with the clippers. The burrito did not like it, Sam I am. Then, the mommy trimmed the top of the burrito's hair while he watched Kipper. The burrito was pacified by the technological distraction and did not scream and wiggle. Before long, the mommy and daddy had a clean-cut burrito.

And they all lived happily ever after.