Merry Mustaches to You!

It has been literally months since I last blogged about anything. As I made the decision that it was time, once again, to grace the world with tales of my misdeeds, I had so many blogging options opened to me. Perhaps I should talk about this past semester... Or maybe I should tell a story of the many fabulous road trips in which I have had the privilege to participate... Or maybe I should tell the story of Judith Lowry and defensive driving school.... The option is also there to write of the recent holiday happenings? As I pondered over all of my many options, the correct choice became clear. I should write about the one thing that has had the most impact on my life this past semester- the item that brings me greater joy than any other item in this universe- the item that can provide for endless hours of entertainment.... THE STACHE!!!!!

I first discovered the magical mustache machine when I was at the place of Basha's. I was there to use the ATM machine. As I was staring into nothing trying to remember how much money was in my account slash if I had money in my account slash what the point of money even is, my eyes came into focus and I realized that I was staring directly at a fifty cent mustache vending machine. From that point forward, my life was changed. My actions after this marvelous discovery are blurry. I have no idea if i ever even finished my bank transactions at the ATM machine. All I know is that I have purchased close to fifty mustaches since that monumental day.

Here are just a few of the things you can do with THE STACHE:

Wear it at family gatherings while wearing a mismatching turtleneck

Wear it with some sweet shades and bling-bling

Mock sleeping people while holding a fancy goblet

Go to sporting events- your opponent WILL be intimidated.

Throw cowboy parties at work

This has nothing to do with mustaches, but here is my roommate Kristin and I eating some watermelon.

In conclusion, the Stache is a very worthwhile purchase. However, I must give a warning that once the buying of mustaches begins, it is hard to stop. For example, I have come to the conclusion that I would rather buy multiple staches instead of doing laundry and/or wash my car. SO, if you don't mind doing laundry about once a month and having a dirty car, please help yourself to the Stache machine at Basha's!!!