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about a week ago, Brad came back from Thanksgiving break with a shaved head. That evening (perhaps aided by a Leiniekugel's variety pack) Ron, Ralph and myself decided to join Bradley in the buzzcut underworld. I was rather hesitant at first, but like I mentioned, my body's alcohol to blood ratio was increasing rather rapidly. Oh peer pressure. For those of you who haven't seen me in the last week:
the beforemath:
the aftermath:
the crewcut crew:
everyone looks like a badass except me. Oh well.
I'm not really sure if I like it. Some days I do, some days I don't. It does look kind of good with my moustache. Ron, Ralph, Brad and I formed a gang. We are called the Buzz and we like to beat up 6th graders. It's a rush.
the beforemath:
the aftermath:
the crewcut crew:
everyone looks like a badass except me. Oh well.
I'm not really sure if I like it. Some days I do, some days I don't. It does look kind of good with my moustache. Ron, Ralph, Brad and I formed a gang. We are called the Buzz and we like to beat up 6th graders. It's a rush.