It is finished!


The mullet and I had a good run. The shtick was wearing thin and it looked like absolute crap. I felt like Joey Buttafucco, minus the underage gun totting lover. So I’m back to looking scrubbed and clean cut. Sorry, I’m a dork and that’s just how we role. At least the haircut downplayed the awful dye job. I’m already getting compliments from the lady folk, so watch out.