Mulletized!

This is not a bog about mullet hairstyles

Sorry to disappoint all the business in front, party at the back aficionados. I applaud your non-conformist style, but if you’re looking for tips on how to get your mullet tail extra stringy, this might not be the blog for you.

why mulletized?

The colourful troop of friends that i used to run with (back in the day) called someone a mullet if they did something crazy/stupid/funny.

For instance: If it was 3 am at your local 24 hour fast food shack, and you decided that you were waiting too long for your dagwood burger, you might proceed to strip naked, hop over the counter and start frying the burger yourself. When the security guard comes into the joint to hear what the commotion’s about, you kindly offer to fry one up for him too. When he asks you to leave, you insist on finishing making your food. Then, with dagwood in hand, slip back over the counter. Eating your delicious homemade dagwood, you use your free hand to unplug the coin-operated (try and move the claw to pick up a watch/fluffy toy) machine, and proceed to wheel it out of the take-away place, and down the street, naked.

And now, while im far too old, boring and sane for this kind of thing, im hoping a little bit of that spirit gets translated to this blog. A break away from the norm - something fun and creative - mulletized!