It tells me all I need to know about you if: - Gentlemen, you are still (or worse, newly) sporting a mullet -- any mullet -- I highly doubt you and I will ever be hanging out. (Yes, it was cute and cool on Andre Agassi. But you are not he, and this is not the 80s.)
- Ladies, your giant, crunchy mall bangs are still proudly reaching for the stars. This truly is all I need to know about you.
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- You style your child's hair into a mullet, or give the child mall bangs and/or a tail. There is a very special bad-hair place reserved for you, just south of purgatory. And no, we won't be hanging together there.
- You are over the age of 30, have a mohawk, and wear a chain-link belt, studded leather jacket and paratrooper boots. (It may have been cool on 20-somethings in the late 70s and early 80s. But 30 is not 20, and you just look pathetic.)
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