If he's anything like me in these situations he'll spend the next ten minutes or so wildly thrashing about in the least graceful manner possible.
Honestly, stop messing around. This is a sacred day, what is wrong with you?
Hope it doesn't get as tangled as my iPod cord does about five times a day.
Or walk very slowly with ants carrying your train.
I have a sensitive scalp, dude! Stop! Ow!