DAY32: Another Day Another Mustache

I had a dream last night that I had the sweetest mustache ever seen on a human males upper lip. When I woke up I ran to the mirror as fast as I could and found the most shocking thing I had ever encountered in my life... It wasn't a dream at all, I do have the sweetest stache in the Upper Midwest.

My mustache wants me to quit my job and roam the great plains lumber jacking and spreading the word of the stache. Silly mustache, you don't lumberjack when you've got the sweetest stache in the world, you usually become the Prime Minister of Canada first.

Day 2 ( sorry day one )

It is officially day two of "28 days of mustache" month and I've got to say I feel slighlty more distinguished and less like a greasy Poncherelli today.

My upper lip had a nightmare last night. It dreamt that a hairy monster was trying to suffacate it and it woke up screaming. When I asked my upper lip what was wrong it told me about the horrific nightmare. I told my upper lip not to be frightened, one upper lips nightmare is another man's wet dream.