So this was me on my 16th birthday. It was during that time when it was cool to have the underneath of your gross long hair shaved short. It wasn’t very cool at all…one of the worst steezes of all time actually. I had two big hoop earrings on the left side and one on the right; which is hidden by my overly brushed, wavy mane. I was really into Pantera. I was probably wearing one of their t-shirts. I didn’t cut my hair off until a year later after a really bad acid trip. I started to get laid after that…

You can razz me all you want for this photo, but it’s whatevs unless you send the bloglin a picture of your first drivers license to post here. I promise we’ll block out any pertinent personal info in the same expertly crafted manner as mine.

Speaking of 16, remember these things? How about your friends who would carry their entire cd collection in their car and eventually get it broken into and stolen?

Thank god we’re in the future now and have ipods.