Wasn't it Romantic?

I was looking through My Pictures and stumbled upon this gem of nostalgia. Sam's first trip out to Norman, and his first haircut (by me). I'd like to point out that that in the picture I have not yet even touched the front. It looks like it was drunkenly butchered, especially the sides, which in fact it was just that, thanks to Mr. Cater back in Atlanta. The back part that I'm chopping was quite a bit longer than you can tell in the picture. Those of you that got to see this highly aggressive ginger mullet are a priveleged few. It was full-fledged. Sam really knows how to impress a girl.