May the party in the back be eternal.
Yep. It’s true. I’m “retiring” the Mullet Durtbagz. She’s had a great run (yes, she). An incredible run, actually, as she’s one of the few that’s been around from the beginning and re-printed. and re-printed. And the time has come to make room for new Durtbagz.
She’s not gone yet. there are two left of her. Yes, two. So if you want this little piece of history for your friend who is obsessed with mullets, you better act fast, because she’s not long for this world.
In honor of mullet durtbagz, I thought we’d take a walk down memory lane with her and see how’s she managed so long over the…year.
Here she is in her original sign.
Mullets: Hip to be Square
Then, she morphed into this.
Nice moo-lay
Now, she’s here, in her boring “old” formal pic.
Mullets: They're Just Like Us
Oh, this is a good one. Here she is, having a great time with some other Durtbagz at Tempe Music Fest in 2008.
That guy wishes he had enough hair for a mullet.
And, lastly here she is, with her favorite thing in the world: clamato.
Click here to buy this bag. If either are left. Slacker.
And just for funsies, here are a few mullets of blogs past.
Who could forget Earl?
Earl would never have let me live this down if he was left out of the Mullet Durtbagz retirement party.
Say hello to Stevie.
I heard about it, BIG TIME, from Stevie, after leaving him out of the other mullet post. His hair gets real fuzzy in the back, when he’s mad and he enjoys sleeping in his glasses and reading the latest “Chicken Soup for the Soul” books.
Pubes. It's what's for dinner.
That guy never gets old.
Okay folks, say your goodbye’s because she’s all but gone. Leave your goodbye’s for her here.
