This Sunday morning, Isabella woke up and said, "Good morning, Isabella! Ha ha! I made a funny!" She tells Pinky that she wants a haircut. "Pinky, I wanted a haircut. So, if you really did have a haircut, you might tell me to give you one too." "Bark!" barked Pinky. Meanwhile, her hair became worse. "AAAAAAAHHH!!!" she yelled. Her yelling woke up the boys. "What was that, Ferb?" Phineas asked. "It must be Isabella," he said. "We must save her," he said back. Back at Isabella's house, they went into her room. Phineas saw her screaming out loud. Her mother, Vivian Garcia-Shapiro came into her room. "What wrong?" she asked. "Oh, it's terrible, Mom!" she cried. "I have bad hair and that means I'm having a bad hair day!" But Vivian had an idea. "Isa, why don't you go to the barber shop?" "Mom,