Tuesday, June 21, 2005


My boy jeeson inspired me to post this. While he was growing his "crustache" and staring in chocolate milk commercials worldwide, I was busy growing a surfer mullet. I'm surprised that I was even able to have a girlfriend at this point in my life. Just look at that. Disturbing and profound.

8 comments:

jerri said...

Justin, you look like the type of guy who got picked on by everybody so he bottled up all his anger until he couldn't take it anymore and then went on a shooting rampage. Tell me again why I hung out with you? Just kidding, JT...nothing but love. :)

JT said...

Jerri??? You said, you didn't know why you made out with me??? I can't read well on Tuesdays. :)

jerri said...

Don't panic everyone, JT was not sportin this 'do when the...you know...occurred. I mean, I do fess up to having poor taste in guys from time to time, but come on... no, definitely not. ;)

JT said...

90% and hold...hahahahahahahaha

Laura said...

FUNNY!! This is great stuff! Your blogs are hilarious!!!! A blast from the past!

erin said...

i feel like you need a painted on pencil mustache and a bad accent to complete that look:)
haha...i can't take it..this is hilarious.

JT said...

See...erin....you're right...

andersonranchero said...

So can we see what the Senior year picture looked like? I'm dieing to know.