Has it been this fishhead-loaded miso that has changed your life such that the thought of you with a mullet (or with any kind of cranial hirsuteness whatsoever, come to think of it) defines the concept of cognitive dissonance?

And before anybody wonders what the above means, keep in mind that this was dictated to me by Smidgen, and therefore my interpretation of what that says supersedes any translation into Japanese or other languages, such as English.