Oh, who am I kidding? I cannot hate on this. This is freaking adorable, even with the Rod Blagojevich hair (and also further proves that overalls, like rompers, are only acceptable when worn by small children).
Note to all would-be intruders: This man lives in my house. He has a black belt in karate pajamas and can complete a perfect roundhouse kick to the clavicle even during REM sleep.
Who wears short shorts? All three of these assholes! (Jeff made me write that; I do not generally call children assholes, unless they are banging something on a subway pole or crying on an overnight international flight.) Also, Jeff is on the right. And they are standing in front of a well in Pennsylvania, on what was obviously the best and most leg-baring family trip EVER.
Jeff is pictured here wearing a Phish tee shirt at a Phish concert. Generally you do not want to be "that guy" who wears the tee shirt of the band he's going to see, but I understand that Phish fans are generally too high to adhere to protocol.
Jeff does a really good impression of Leonardo DiCaprio from What's Eating Gilbert Grape. I just didn't realize he went all Method on that shit.
Jeff totally had an Edward Cullen phase before Twilight even existed. Or he might just have been on a hunger strike.
A scene from the straight-to-DVD Ace Ventura: The College Years (if only he was wearing Alex's Hawaiian shirt! It would be perfect! Sadly, like Barney Stinson, Jeff likes to suit up whenever possible).
This is cheating, because Jeff was really drunk when this photo was taken. However, he is still wearing an upside-down pink sweatband with a heart on it and therefore the judge (moi) has ruled this admissible.
Hipster Jeff. Rrrrowr. I am not even fugging this; I love his luscious hair. I can pretend I'm a roadie with MGMT or some such band the kids are listening to these days...
circa 2006--The Most Egregious Fashion Faux Pas of All
This is Jeff's ass. But those are not Jeff's jeans. Those are MY JEANS. MY SIZE 4 JEANS. And they look better ON HIM. Thankfully, this was a number of pounds ago. I've been feeding him Ensure through an IV in his sleep (when he's not wearing his ninja PJs, obviously; I don't have a death wish).
Get ready for a super sized Go Fug Myself when I turn 30 next month... oh yes, it will be epic.