Last month (actually it was April) My big Daddy made a bet...and he lost! As a result he had to grow a used car salesman type mustache for the entire month. To put the frosting on the cake, he decided to wear this little beauty to work. Nothing says "buy a car from me! I would never misguide you...trust me." like a man wearing a brown polyester suit, and a mustache. happily, that long prickly month is over, and I have my foxy husband back:)
Let's hear it for razors. Woooohooooo.