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.
7 comments:
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. :)
Jerri??? You said, you didn't know why you made out with me??? I can't read well on Tuesdays. :)
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. ;)
90% and hold...hahahahahahahaha
FUNNY!! This is great stuff! Your blogs are hilarious!!!! A blast from the past!
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.
See...erin....you're right...
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