Movember Week 3
I know right? It seems like every where you turn there’s a 70’s porn star ‘stache staring you in the face. And believe me, I wouldn’t be encouraging him so much but for the fact that it means he’s actually letting me take his picture, and even more than that, I’m able to post them! (Because it all really is about me)
Not much of an update this week, other than a shocking amount of grey. I’m now convinced that there is no amount of conditioner that would ever soften that boar bristle brush riding on his upper lip. Armed with this knowledge, his evil twin antics continue, I actually now think I’m married to Snidely Whiplash:
I’ve done a pathetic job of fundraising so far, but if you feel like helping either me or Snidely change the face of men’s cancer, feel free to click our links.
