Day 6- Grow yer self a m-m-m-mustache sonny. conflabbit.

Today I was sporting "THE GRANDPA." It stayed together well, it fit my face well I would say this 'stache was a good one. The only thing that bothered me was the fact that it did not match my hair color. With that aside It was a good day. I went to the docks with Nic and he got some pretty sweet pictures. The background looks fake doesn't it. My embarrassing factor has diminished. I can honestly say I don't really get embarrassed by the way I look anymore. I used to get embarrassed by looking like a fool in front of people but when you think about it their opinions can't hurt you. I've worn a fake mustache for 6 days straight and I haven't been demoralized or struck down for looking like a loser. I may not get the ladies but I have fun. And thats all that matters. I'm really am happy I made this discovery.


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Day 5- GLORY DAY!

This was the best mustache by far. Period. It looked real, it didn't fall a part. It was awesome. I had no problem picking up the ladies with this 'stache. Actually there were no ladies. But, I enjoyed every second of my mustache today. Tomorrow is my second to last day in my journey of the 'stache. I am saddened.

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Day 4-mustachester disaster!

Bad day for the 'stache. "THE WEASEL" was way to thin and fell apart within three or four hours. My stinky sweaty upper lip overwhelmed the simple and dare I say LAME. I took a good photo though. I was soooooo tired all day so there wasn't much to discuss when talking about today's adventure of the mustache.

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Day 3- Mustacchio

This morning when I dawned my 'stache I noticed today's mustache "THE BRUISER" was very large and "Hitler" like, if you know what I mean. It was shedding all day long too. As much hair as I saw fall out the more that seem to grow. It was a never ending onslaught of upper lip hair today. It rained today. All day. My mustache got wet and surprisingly kept my lip dry and warm. It wasn't soaked but it most definately was collecting some condensation. I walked all over today and people were starring. I was expecting that today. Mostly because it looks like I'm related to Adolf himself.The more I thought about my mustache adventure the more I thought about why I was really doing this. I know, for one reason, that I'm just trying to be funny. I like attention. But, when walking around when I'm not with my friends I feel embarrassed. I knew, other people knew my 'stache was fake and they would whisper and talk about me behind my back. I realized I get embarrassed when I'm not necessarily trying to get attention. And, I'm slowly trying to get myself to not even care what people think or say about me. I want to walk around with a fake mustache on and not be embarrassed. I want to go up to people and say straight to their face, "I have a mustache, and I'm proud." If someone said that to me wearing a fake mustache I would think they were an idiot, and I would laugh. I just don't want to be embarrassed anymore, it just builds stress and keeps you from doing things that you want to do. No matter how funny it is.

Also found a good mustache website. http://www.americanmustacheinstitute.org/


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Day 2- mush_stash_es

Today was a new day. I was sporting the more sophisticated "SQUARE" today. I honestly like this one a lot more that yesterday's. This one is way more realistic. Funny story actually. I was in IHOP and our waiter see me and says...

"Oh nice hat! Seems like you'd be across the street tap dancin' or somethin'"-Waiter

He didn't even notice that it was a fake mustache. He thought it was real. Very nice. This mustache fuller, bigger, and just more realistic over all. Life was pretty normal overall today. With this mustache though people stepped out of my way a lot. It was nice. At the end of the day the adhesive is getting really smelly like hockey equipment. Nice and sour. And, since this 'stache is so big it was hard to smile and took up most of my upper lip so my upper lip movement was limited.


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Day 1- 'stache'tastic

It all started when my dear dear friend,my biffff, Casey gave me my mustaches. I don't remember where she found them but I don't think that matters. They are a simple set of gag mustaches, one for every day of the week. I plan to wear everyone, everyday, every minute for one week straight. I'm very proud of my mustaches. The first day was pretty interesting. I was expecting women to flock to me, men to respect me, and animals to obey me. To my great surprise my first mustache, "THE HERO"(pictured below), did nothing of the sort.But it was an interesting day living the glamorous life of the 'sached. This mustache in particular was said to be upside down by quite a few of my friends. I thought this exact thought when applying the 'stache. I put it on upside down, then right side up and every which way so I decided to go with the way the it was placed according to the package it was in. At first I couldn't really get used to it's awkwardness. Perhaps this is because it is my first 'stache of the week. As the day progressed I began to feel much more comfortable getting a few "nice 'stache" or "killer mustache" comments. It was beginning to grow on me...
There are pros and cons that come with the unholy power of the mustache. Firstly the hair keeps going up my nose. And it's cold today and every time my nose starts to run it runs right into the fluffy forest that is my mustache. Wiping my nose is a bother. So I don't. Food for instance gets in it, and water/soup gets in it. I had to once remove and clean my mustache because of a devastating inccident with a Cup-o-Noodles. One the good side though. I get a lot of attention from women, men, and more women. It also is very powerful when my friend Jordan attempted to touch my facial master piece "THE HERO" shocked him. A full lightning bolt as if from Zeus himself. The mustache has now become apart of me, protecting me when needed. It is a great conversation starter too. For example. A conversation I had today as I was walking with a friend...

"Hey nice mustache... you care to take a minute for the environment?"-GW Student
"Thanks, but no thanks, it's too cold"-Me
"Yeah, Screw the environment."-Nic

This guy approached us because I was rocking da 'stache. I know it. So, so far "The Hero" hasn't really lived up to it's name, but I am excited to see the future reactions of others. Note: at the end of the day the adhesive that keeps the mustache on my face gets warm gooey resulting in extreme mustache slidedge.

Thanks Casey for the mustaches.
Thanks Nic Persinger for the pictures. (http://www.flickr.com/photos/nicpersinger/)
Thanks Mom and Dad for leaving me with mustacheless genes. Lame.




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