Since he's inspired this post, let's begin with a rememberance of the Billy Ray, aka The Backwoods Mullet.
This brings me to a very valid point. HIPSTERS: NO, the mullet is not ironic. What is ironic is that you spend $200 to have a haircut that looks like it was done with a Flowbee in the basement of your brother's frat house sitting at the old dusty ping pong table, right next to the bucket that sits under the leak in the ceiling. Ugly is not the new cute, so stop paying your hairdresser in coke.
Now, for those of you that are a little less adventurous, the mullet has not forgotten about you. For the middle aged lesbian, I present to you...The Softball Mullet:
Now, I haven't forgotten about the high femmes. I know you ladies like to slick on a little lipgloss, perhaps some electric blue eyeshadow. Maybe even some coral lipstick if it's a fancy night out. Not to worry, there is a mullet for you. Yup, the Femullet.
Look, ladies, it was okay in the 70's. I don't think they made mirrors back then. We were all too coked up in the 80's to know better, and Aquanet was a cheap high. The south and midwest are all a decade behind, so they were able to just skate through in the 90's, but people. It is 2008. There is officially no excuse for mullet abuse.
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Next to the softball mullet... is that a Nemo shirt?
Dear Gucci, you're right. Note to self: Write an article on cartoon character themed adult wear.
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