It’s a good thing I don’t have a mullet. This realization came to me while driving home last night, and it has occupied my thoughts ever since. I think the thought process was inspired by a graduation tassel I saw hanging from a presumably recent high school graduate and co-commuter’s rear view mirror. As we pulled up to a stop light, I saw the tassel sort of tossling back and forth and it occurred to me that it looked a lot like my mullet might look if it were blue and green and I had Class of ’11 shaved in the back of my head.
On second thought, maybe I SHOULD grow a mullet. Go Spartans.
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