A few weeks ago, Shannon
and I were sending ridiculous pictures of our previous selves via email. It was quite entertaining. What I noticed from both her photos and my photos, were all the gang signs.
This prompted me to go through old photos of me and my friends...ready for this?
|Oh lord, and the tongue. Gross. Nice tan, though.|
|Smoking the hookah. Nothing illegal, I swear! |
|Gang signs in a limo. Doesn't get better than that.|
|Mills for 2.|
|So gangster with her 100 calorie pack of Cheetos. |
|Little limp on my form.|
I quickly realized I was guilty of TWO forms of horrible picture antics. Gang signs AND duck lips.
Guys, I don't have big lips. At all. It takes every ounce of my being to get them to look kinda duckish.
|We almost look cool. Almost.|
|This was on my MySpace with the caption, "You must not know about me." Hopefully NO ONE knew about me. That's a band-aid on my pointer finger, probably from a broken acrylic nail. |
|Willy Wonka. No big deal.|
SEND ME YOUR GANG SIGN PHOTOS! I will do a follow-up post with them.