Thursday, November 30, 2006

Nightmare on F.O.B. Street

I'm all of a sudden suffering from a lethal case of WHATDAFUCKWASITHINKING?! Let me show you why:

Frisky McPluck, circa 2000


Excuse me while I kick myself hard in the nuts. Can my brows BE any thinner? Please don't answer that.

Version 2.0--bless her evil heart--decided to torture me with some incriminating photos last month, but I didn't really get the chance to sit down and reflect on how awfully clueless I was.

Lesson well learned:
my stupid mushroom haircut = bad
gray contact lenses + my stupid mushroom haircut = tragic


I was a walking albino penis with 2 sapphire piercings on the glans. Haha! I said glans!

You know what really bites my nuts? I managed to get laid way more with this look than I probably ever will in my current human form.

Want to see more? Here's a photo of me and one of V 2.0 as high school seniors. Here I was stressing myself about dressing up in drag for halloween because it seemed "too fem." LOL. Why couldn't I just be sophisticated like baby sis? Oh, that's right--I didn't have a fag to show me how to dress. I was my own private fashion guinea pig.






In case you're having a hard time telling these chicks apart, I'm the one on the right. Oh shut up. My look was "backstreet boy" cool back in the day...::pause::...NOT!!!!!

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