How can you guys steal my identity if you don't know what I look like?
Eating lunch.
Couple years ago. I'm the spikey one in the douche glasses.
Also a while back. Drunk and playing with legos, which is usually the best part of christmas.
For one drunken summer, I add a douchy hat to the douchy glasses. I don't remember who the person sitting on that thing with me is, or why I'm gesturing like an old italian dude, but I distinctly remember getting pretty intimate with the muffler.
Several years ago I lived in the cabin from Reindeer Games. I wouldn't recommend it, or the movie.
I'm pretty sure that's every picture of me in existence.