Growing a mustache for charity is somewhat like taking part in the Special Olympics – it’s the participation that counts. With this in mind I am presenting my latest achievement.
The month of Movember is almost half over and this is all I’ve got so far. My financial results look just about as pathetic as my lip-hair growth: so far I collected $25 by stealing from boy-scouts selling candy bars at work and close to $15 in Google Ad income. Luckily my other teammates exceeded both my fund-raising and mustache growing achievements.
There is still plenty of time for you to feel sorry for me AND fight the prostate cancer by making a small donation. In the meantime I am out to take my mustache for a walk.
I’m thinkin’ Cary Grant… keep workin’ on it.
I struggeled trying to figure out what this picture reminded me of. The I finally got it!
http://twitpic.com/pjvmh
there is some resemblance indeed
Well, I’d love to tell you about the conversation Cliff and I had regarding the mustache. But I can’t.
Creepy is just not a strong enough word.
good thing you never lived in Siberia, your mouth would have frozen off.
all I see is icicles on peoples facial hair,no hair-no icicles