The other Day, I was walking through a candy store. Searching to get my sweet fix on. When a little boy asked me if I lived in a castle. His Grandfather, who happened to be the owner, turned and asked the boy “why do you think he lives in a castle?” “Because of his evil mustache” the boy replied. At that moment, I knew that all those months of growing and shaping my mustache were worth it.
Dr. W
[ed. by the chief - "I had to add a picture. Nobody would understand the awesomeness otherwise."]
Tags: inspiration
December 16th, 2008 at 3:48 pm
that is the best story ever.
December 17th, 2008 at 5:51 am
awesome, you found a photo from when I was scootering and had that weird tan line.