I’ve got to preserve this moment for prosperity, but luckily it’s time to say goodbye to this sublime work of art, if for no other reason than so people will stop thinking I’m some sort of MMA fighter. A Tapout t-shirt, board shorts, and some of those tiny boxing gloves would have completed the look. So here I say goodbye. I’ll never forget you and our two weeks together where no women looked at me, world’s worst moustache.
I’ll still be keeping a “normal” moustache to the end of November for Movember.
Also, I promise my blog will stop being just pictures of my face anytime now. I should rename it Vanity Fair. AM I RIGHT?
