Aww! Yes, I do feel sorry for you, Tank...
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Lois arrived home, full of excitement, wanting to see her beloved husband’s reaction to her newly-shorn hair. She hurried into the house... but there was no sign of him.
“Tank?” she called. “Where are you?”
Oh, he was upstairs, she realised. He’d known she was due home, and he was waiting for her in their bedroom.
She smiled sensuously as she climbed the stairs to join her love.
A strange, animalistic sound reached her as she pushed the door open. Tank was on the bed - hair spiky and... *blue*?? - sound asleep and snoring fit to wake the dead.
Wendy
edited slightly to include Kae's revenge 
