Rainbow ZigZag Mohawk Friggin' Hair

I'm a bad blog daddy. Posting every 5 or 6 or 7 days isn't very indulgent of me. My apologies. My master over at Feed Your ADHD has me tied to a 1932 Royal Signet Serial #E5903 typewriter, banging out all of that domestic terrorist hate speech over there.

Then there's this guy, who's roped me into doing a column called the Weekly WTF?! (for "Washington Total Fails!," you dirty-minded bastard...or bitch!).

The GOOD NEWS is: I have done some research, and found hundreds of photos for your entertainment. So I'll at least try to be more indulgent of you, and post more often.

For starters, there's this:


And I'm not really sure what the hell he's going for. I remember the punker experience being about total nonconformity, so much so that the cuts punkers recorded were bereft of studio enhancement.

I digged that...then. But not now.

I'm not suggesting the guy visit a hair studio...not in this friggin' economy...but I do think it's best for nonconforming rainbow zigzag Mohawk hair guy to find a barber, preferably one with a straight razor, post haste.

Mr. Mohawk

Mugshotdujour.com

I always wanted one of these as a kid (a little disclosure: The Sex Pistols and The Clash were among my first favorite bands). Luckily for my Mom, I didn't get one.

She probably would have disowned me. Lord knows I gave her enough other reasons. (And, yes, she stops by here now and then, so I'll avoid the details.)

I wonder if this guy's mom still loves him, particularly since he's now staring (and starring) on mugshotdujour.com and Bad Friggin' Hair.

Probably. Doesn't he have a face only a mother could love?