I finally found the gonads to give myself a proper euro-mullet.
If I just learn these dance moves my euro transformation will be complete.
Honestly though, I’m not sure I can stick with it. It’s pretty bad. I don’t see how anyone could ever take me seriously with this mullet. I mean… even I want to be taken seriously sometimes.
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8 Responses for "Enter the Mullet"
This is wrong, Ricky. So very, very wrong.
Never, ever a good idea.
Seeing you with the full on 1988 flashback is the best birthday present ever!!!
Ya gotta keep it for awhile. Do it for those of us who can’t grow cool hair do’s. That is SO awesome.
I have only now begun to understand you. You must work at home too.
We see you got ah little “Captain” in you. This should be a lesson to all- Don’t drink & use a hair clipper.
Coors light and Morgan, that’s 2/3erds of a strike-out!
waka-chu-ka - waka-chu-ka - waka-chu-ka - waka-chu-ka
- suit up and rolllll
Juancho, yes, what gave it away?
Donnie, yes, liquor and hair clippers are a bad mix.
skullhead, yes.
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