1987

A fresh young age of 17, and I'm already mulletudinous. There's just a baby mullet sprout coming out of my innocent head, draped over the requisite turleneck/ski sweater combo that was big in New England back then. A fine beginning for a long, illustrious life of Living For the Mullet!

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