January 27, 2007

Mr. Mustache

Marion: "I don't want kisses though."
Daddy: "Is it because my mustache is pokey?"
Marion: "Uh huh."
Daddy: "If I didn't have a mustache, would you want kisses?"
Marion: "Uh huh."
Daddy: "We'll have to think about that."
Daddy moves off to start cooking, a few moments pass.
Marion: "Time to shave your mustache, Daddy."

Yikes. Seriously. My mustache? The thing that makes me a man, a real hairy man. Can I, should I? Yikes. Earl Hickey (from My Name is Earl) knows the importance of looking like Magnum P.I., and so do I. But kisses from your daughter, that's a pretty big incentive.

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1 Comments:

At 7:50 AM, MOM said...

You could always go with the Amish look, but I don't know for sure if that would take care of the problem. She might not like the beard either.

Big decision here.

To shave yourself clean would make you the only adult male in our family without some hair on his face!

Good luck making your decision!

 

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