That's how I was told I looked with just a mustache on Sunday.
That's pretty much how I felt too. Like I was 45 and should be making an appearance on "To Catch a Predator."
So it came off pretty quickly. Well, if you can call laughing in the mirror repeatedly and asking someone "What? You don't like it?" for 15 minutes "quick".
So no, I won't be having just a mustache again. Probably ever.
*shudder* Just got the willies thinking about that again.
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Haha, that didn't last too long. Sounds like you were 70's porn star guy.
I tried thinking of it like that to no avail. It was just way to creepy looking. Well, funny and creepy.
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