Monday, February 2, 2009

Handle Bar Mustache

I grew a handle-bar mustache for a party this weekend, because studies have shown that mustaches are fun for the entire family...      I waited over two hours for someone to comment on its majesty, and, finally, when no one did, I questioned the group as to why no one was interested in fun for the entire family.  They had all been too nervous to say anything, afraid of hurting my feelings.  

Do I come off as being that sensitive?  That my choice in (seemingly) hilarious facial hair is so embarrassing in the first place that this new direction was a serious part of my thing?  It has made me wonder if I am a handle-bar mustache kind of guy after all.  It seemed to be the most shocking temporary thing I could've done... but it ended up either being too awkward to be funny or to normal to be considered.

Unfortunately, there are no pictures to prove that the mustache existed.  Just the images burned into the minds of the attendies of said party.  Here, however, for your viewing pleasure, is what you may* have missed:




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