The story · 1985
The story of The Tri-County Mullet
Every barbershop in three counties knew how to do this one by heart. Dads got it, uncles got it, and at least one gym teacher had the finest example ever recorded. In school photos it looked tidy from the front, then unfurled like a cape the second you spun around in your chair.
Locals measured mullet quality by whether the back could be tucked into a jacket collar on cold days.





