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For those of you who are curious to know what I've looked like throughout the years, I've compiled several of my least embarrassing yearbook photos, to give you a glimpse of the evolution of AngryHuman in action.
In 1964, I was quite the ladies man, if you substitute the word ladies for men. Because I was a closet homosexual in 1964. I think. I don't remember much about that year. I was too busy shooting up heroin to notice anything.
20 years later, and I'm still a stud. The eighties were a blast. Really shitty synthesized music, horrible hair, and great drugs, like ecstasy. Those were the days. Don't ask me why I'm still in high school 20 years later. I'm just gonna blame it on the drugs.
Two years later, you can see the effects all the drugs have had on me. My face is a little too big for my head, and my hair looks as if it hasn't been washed in decades, despite the fact that I had washed it weeks before this picture was taken. Oh well, you live, you learn, I guess.
Look out Ashton Kutcher! You see that hottie above you? That's me, in 1988. I was coming off drugs, and looking better than ever. I even washed my hair this time around. Notice how shiny and silky smooth my hair is. I've never seen such great hair! You go, AngryHuman. You go!
Ahh, I remember this year fondly. This was the year I was first introduced to meth and Nirvana. As you can see from the smile on my face, I'm quite enjoying everything about the 90s. I look happy here. And the mullet was a great hair style. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. It was great until the dykes got a hold of it and ruined it for everyone. :-(
Kurt Cobain killed himself, and I got rid of my mullet. I had been to various rehab facilities at this point, trying to kick my meth and heroin addictions, but to no avail. As you can see from my facial expression, I'm quite sad. I felt so alone, and I was still trying to recover from being ass-raped by my dealer right before school. I call 1994 "the dark times." Sure, go ahead and laugh all you want at these yearbook pictures, but I was considered "cool" and "hip" by my peers during those time periods. So fuck off.
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