I've got several:
- When I was 17-18 I had a neckbeard.
Well, kind of. I mean, it was on my chin and jaw and everything too, but I never bothered with trimming the neck. These days I keep it clean or down to a manageable stubble, with the occasional Wolverine-esque sideburn adventure just for a laugh.
- At one point in my teens I went through a patriotic phase. "Australia, fuck yeah!" I was pretty quiet about it though. Thankfully sanity reasserted itself relatively quickly and now the sight of someone waving a southern cross flag is liable to make my eyes roll clean out of my head.
- Lastly, I was once the toxic kid talking shit in online shooters. Although this was before mics became commonplace, so it was more a matter of typing shit. Still, if you spawn-killed me with a banshee in Halo I would devote the rest of the game to making your gaming session as miserable as possible.
- When I was 17-18 I had a neckbeard.
Well, kind of. I mean, it was on my chin and jaw and everything too, but I never bothered with trimming the neck. These days I keep it clean or down to a manageable stubble, with the occasional Wolverine-esque sideburn adventure just for a laugh.
- At one point in my teens I went through a patriotic phase. "Australia, fuck yeah!" I was pretty quiet about it though. Thankfully sanity reasserted itself relatively quickly and now the sight of someone waving a southern cross flag is liable to make my eyes roll clean out of my head.
- Lastly, I was once the toxic kid talking shit in online shooters. Although this was before mics became commonplace, so it was more a matter of typing shit. Still, if you spawn-killed me with a banshee in Halo I would devote the rest of the game to making your gaming session as miserable as possible.