I’m in a writing funk.
I’ve got so much to say that I can’t get it all out. It’s like a big ball of word-mucous stuck in the back of my throat.
Like that? You’re welcome.
No, seriously, I’m so blocked that I can’t even curse. I don’t even have a good swear in me right now. Unless, of course, I’m tweeting.
Today, I got into a conversation about haircuts and growing out your bangs and the suckitude of not knowing what to do with your semi-long, not-so-luxurious, potentially pre-menopausal tresses.
That innocent tweet ended with me showing Twitter my mullet. Yes, yes, I did. I showed 975 people what I looked like in 1985. Now, I share it with you:
Whoo hoo! And check out my siblings! I think I come off the best of all of us in this snapshot, frankly.
Why am I posting this? BECAUSE THIS PHOTO DEFIES WORDS. This photo is so utterly ridiculous, so goofy and embarassing, that I needn’t say one single thing about it.
It stands alone.
And how about my dad? Loving that hat, dude. LOOKING GOOD.
Now I want you to show me yours. I need a laugh, and maybe it will get that word-mucous ball thingie to dislodge, so I can come back here and complain some more wax poetic about motherhood. Post your own ridiculous photo, and link back here so I can find you.
Peace out, peeps. May your mullets rock on.
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Ha ha! I’ve got some gnarly hair pictures, but none as awe inducing as I’ve seen on the internet lately! Here’s a post from last week that will make you laugh (not mine)!
http://itsalmostnaptime.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-off-i-need-to-explain-that-i-was.html
http://livefearlesslee.com/index.php/2010/09/16/school-picture-day/ I showed my history of nerdyness!
Oh and “It’s like a big ball of word-mucous stuck in the back of my throat.” LOVE IT!!
Keep banging on the keys, eventually you’ll cough it up.
I never had a mullet. I once had a hideous perm though. Oh and I wore NKOTB t-shirts. *shudder*
I hope your words find you soon. Because you shouldn’t have to resort to letting people see that picture…
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Watch this space… may have to dig around in photo albums when I get home.
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That is a FANtastic mullet. Here, this is for you. http://www.snotw.com/2010/10/my-awkward-family-photo-for-mrs-chicken.html
Never had a mullet. But had that ridiculous feathered looked that required multiple curling irons and a bit of a prayer as well. And hairspray. Always hairspray.
(Also, why can’t comment luv ever pull my posts? I am perplexed.)
Ooh, I had a little Orphan Annie perm once. When I was a SENIOR in high school and should have known better!
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I had a big thick “shag” — like the famous Farrah Fawcett poster — but I’m not sure if I have a photo of it. We didn’t call them “mullets” back then.
If I can find one, I’ll let you know.
For me, the hairstyle isn’t as embarassing as the big glasses!
That’s so much awesome.
Of course, it’ll have to wait until after Christmas — I have to go search my parents’ photo gallery (read giant box of clusterbubble photos)
I might be able to top that
oh honey. i miss you too.
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No mullets for me unless you count my great grandparent’s last name. I rocked the angel wings and big bangs hard!
I have been meaning to write something like this on my webpage and you have given me an idea. Cheers.