hide your stache

The Intimates took me out for a surprise belated birthday adventure a couple of weeks ago, and I can tell you that nothing spices up a random mid-week adventure like a bag of mustaches. I do have to admit, it took me a moment to realize that I already had a mustache and affixing another one was a bit superfluous and not terribly face-altering.

However, when I was a young child, my oldest brother was in high school and developed an ingenious means of becoming invisible whenever our parents would embarrass him (i.e. whenever they were within 100 feet and anywhere in public). He would grow an "instant mustache" and this would be his disguise so that no one could recognize him or affiliate him with that insane man dressed like James Robertson or that woman with that loud voice talking about diarrhea. Jay would grow this "instant mustache" by placing his index finger under his nose above his upper lip. The other brothers readily adopted this technique, and for some reason perhaps desperation—we all believed that by adopting this gesture we could become completely invisible by such a clever disguise.


It even works on guys with beards. GENIUS!

As you can tell:

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Nothing to see here. Move along.

Oh, by the way, PeeDee wants you back.