Your dad was down with Movember before you were and he had the triumphant mustache to prove it. The massive expression of masculinity that annexed his upper lip was his calling card. The folically challenged envied his lower-nose area rug and women melted at its touch. He was a modern day Samson who drew his power from the locks his lip produced.
So hipsters, now that you’re intentionally cock-blocking yourself for the next month in the name of a good cause because your pathetic trash ‘stache looks like stray dirt swiped under your nose, remember this…
Your dad was man enough to rock a mo’ year round and his facial hair was a sexual lure that caught him the finest lady fishes the land sea had to offer. With that said, he is however proud of you for doing something for a good cause and I’m sure he’ll make a donation to your hair abomination if you ask.
Big thanks to Julia for submitting her dad’s photo.
Awesome. Go Movember!
