Cinco de Mustache: 2008

Monday, May 5, 2008

Today's the day we let our mustaches eat, drink, and be merry—for tomorrow they die. You're looking at a mustache that is as good as shaved.

This is straight and fresh from my sister-in-law's blah:

It can only mean one thing:
Cinco de Mustache is 4 days away.

Yeah... that's mustache coming down over my lip. It really is.

Oh yeah, muchachos. Comin' in STRONG!

Not feeling horrible about this:

How's about the rest o' yous?

I had myself a good shave last night at 11 p.m. Then I went to bed and dreamed of mustache.