Just like millions of Mexicans celebrating my birthday (and Liz Phair writing a song about it), it can't be wrong that my birth month is also Mustache May: The one month of the year in which you are allowed to grow a mustache without fear of retribution. For details on this annual month-long celebration, check out the "official" website. Remember: It's a celebration, not a contest.
(I should note that, even with Mustache May being my "special" month, I will not be participating in the festivities, as 1) I am physically unable to grow a mustache, and 2) in my book, mustache = homosexuality. More power to everyone else, though!)
Sunday, May 01, 2005
That Time Of Year Again...
Posted by E at 2:56 am
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Good work.
And yeah, my computer got all sorts of fucked up Saturday night...damn you Limp Bizkit!
Well, it is Mustache May. These things happen. (And Limp Bizkit has been known to fuck it up in the past.)
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