Running this way comes Shagg Doyle with what appears to be a patch of gray hair in his hand and a bald teacher in tow, screaming at him to halt in his authority. It doesn't take much thought to realize that Shagg has just stolen the man's rather large hairpiece<br/>"You'll hafta catch me first baldy!" Shagg shouts back, his unbuttoned denim jacket fluttering as he runs. Rounding a corner Shagg sees a complication: a group of laughing boys and a girl standing at her locker, clearly the victim of a practical joke, blocking a good portion of the hallway. Relieved at the sight of them dispersing, he spies his target just beyond the girl and a remaining student.<br/>"FREE ROADKILL, ENJOY!" Shagg yells as runs past, throwing the hairpiece to the girl, accidentally hitting her in the face with it as he runs to a waiting open locker at the end of the hall, and closes himself in. Safe, for now...