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There is a reason that this hairstyle that has gone extinct.

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dboykin said…
Could someone please tell me who the guy with the big hair his? I found the exact picture in my photos after she passed away. Please help with the name of the guy in red shorts
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Carl Setzer said…
@dboykin,

I won't be too much help, I'm afraid. I sourced this from here: http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/2010/03/25/hot-tub-time-machine-80s-contest-winner-the-situation/

I'd say the next step is to reach out to the folks at www.awkwardfamilyphotos.com and see if they know where it came from.

You might review the comments in the thread, too.

~Carl
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Carl Setzer said…
@dboykin,

Ok, I took a few minutes and explored. Turns out, the guy's name is Dave Barry (not the writer). Check out his comment
on this picture here: http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/2010/03/25/hot-tub-time-machine-80s-contest-winner-the-situation/comment-page-1/#comment-142390

Here is his website: http://davidbarrytattoos.com/

Cheers!
Thursday, September 13, 2012
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