1994

The choice of a New Generation of Mullets: GUINNESS.

Here's me throwing a $900 stag party for my soon-to-be-wed and later-to-be-divorced friend John. The frolet, when unwashed, took on magnificent frizziness, and many times my roommate commented that the TV reception was often better while I was in the room. However, I was already exhibiting dangerous signs of the mullet giving way to musician-hair bed-head.

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