ALL YOUR SKYY ARE BELONG TO US
IN AD 2009 DRUNK WAS BEGINNING
Captain: What happen?????
Mechanic: Somebody set up us the vodka!!!!
This is about as true-to-life as you're going to see me without an IRL encounter. My office peer Stephanie and I huddle up for pictures at Siyana's (a coworker from Bulgaria) 27th birthday party. I had consumed about 1/3 of a bottle of Skyy at this point -- beyond which I fail to make for family-friendly photos.
Additionally, this is what my hair looks like at it's intermediate "comb-able" length. I've since buzzed it back down to the "#1 clipper guard" style most of you are familiar with.