This little gem came to me via e-mail and I passed it on to a few friends because, honestly, it’s too funny not to. Take a minute to peruse it if you dare.
The following e-mail exchange happened between one of my co-workers and myself after I e-mailed it to her.
Me: Too funny!
K: Did you date those boys???
Me: Hell no!
K: Yeah right you probably buried your bosoms in those mullets
Me: I think that is the grossest mental image I’ve ever had in my life.
K: Well only if that is the only place they had a mullet
Me: Excuse me while I go throw up.
K: PLEASE NOT IN THE MULLET
OMG…haha! Thanks for the laugh!!
A stunning example of the meximullet walked by my house the other day. It was such a stellar specimen that it stopped Amanda and I in midconversation. Perfectly groomed in front and long blue/black down the to the belt in the back…to make it even better, he was wearing a wife beater and had a Tom Selleck moustache.
(Oh – by the by – I’ve been blocked from Myspace at work! sniff.)
I’m disappointed that the code name “shlong” wasn’t listed. It’s short, it’s long, it’s a shlong!
Of course, this is nothing compared to my disappointment that where I live, I only laugh to keep from crying for the mullet is alive and well in this neck [blanket] of the woods.