My sister
Meander found this website called
yearbookyourself.com and posted some pretty funny pictures of her family. I gave it a try and was creeped out by how much it looked like me. I showed to my son and he thought it was our Grandma. Mr. Hobbitfeet didn't recognize me, but he was very sure it wasn't me, and didn't believe me after I told him it was.
Before:
After:
And here is how I spent my night:
1st Boy:
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Then Girl:
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Then Me:
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But what I've really discovered is that I could be a man:
I like Boy and Girl best in 1954. What do you think?
5 comments:
I like them both in 1970 the best I think.
That anonymous comment was me forgetting how to work comments.
And by the way 1956 you looks a lot like our uncles.
I know, but the girl-me in 1960 looks a lot like Bob P. don't you think?
Also, Mr. Hobbitfeet's favorites are Boy: 1952, Girl: 1992, Me: 1960 (but only because he'd never know it was me).
This is the creepiest thing, ever! Wasn't your real high school yearbook experience (at least when you were on the hill) scary enough?!
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