Spike gets a spikey hairstyle

Not long after adopting the name 'Spike' as an internet username I decided I should try to think of a cooler reason to be called 'Spike' rather than because of a Buffy character. So I figured that the best way to do this would be to spike my hair.
Claire assured me that she knew all about spiking hair and that she'd do it for me before I went out one Saturday night. Trusting my sister, I allowed her to spike it for me with a tub of hair wax. I have to admit that as I sat there whilst Claire made my hair stick up into six inch spikes, I did think she was using a bit too much wax, but she assured me that she was doing it correctly.
After about half an hour, half a tub of wax was used and the hairstyle was complete. I looked very different, and certainly would stand out that night in the pub. I was however quite happy with the spikes and knew it'd make a change to my usual boring hairstyle.
So, I went out that night, had lots of weird looks, lots of laughter from my friends at the silly hairstyle, and had lots of people starting conversations with me about it. I also had to be very careful walking past people, as I almost had a few peoples eyes out due to the spikes sticking out from every direction of my head.
Once I got in I decided to wait until the next day to wash it out and went to sleep on an old towel so as not to get wax on my pillowcase.
I woke up the next day and was quite surprised to find that the spikes had bounced back into shape and had not bent from how I slept.
After breakfast I jump into the shower to wash the wax out. After one wash it didn't seem to come out, so I washed it again. I was then panicking a little bit as after about five washes the wax was not budging one bit.
I got out of the shower and asked Claire how it is meant to come out, she told me just to use shampoo.
It was then that I decided to read the directions on the tub of wax, which said something along the lines of 'Use a small amount of wax, about the size of a pea'.
I then tried fairy liquid with no luck, and then tried lemon juice, but still no luck.
I was now getting quite stressed and wasn't sure how to get the wax out, so I called Steve, who often had wacky hairstyles, hoping he'd be able to give me some advice. His girlfriend suggested I put flour in my head to dry out the wax. Running to the kitchen I got some plain flour and put it into my head. Why on earth she thought it'd dry the wax out I do not know, as I now had dough in my hair. If I'd have stuck my head in the oven I could have made a loaf of bread.
I went back into the shower to try to wash out the dough, which did eventually wash out, but the wax still wouldn't budge, although the hotter the water was it did seem to come out a tiny bit.
I then thought of a way to remove the wax, I needed heat. So I got a hairdryer, put it on a high heat and melted it out, whilst combing my hair which removed the melted wax. Still some remained in my hair, but the majority came out, although I did burn my head somewhat.
Since that day I have never trusted Claire with my hair again.