So, how's that mustache contest coming? I want to see pictures. I'd have joined in on the contest, but that would have meant shaving, and I really don't like to shave. Guess I'm just lazy.
Posted by Fatboy at March 4, 2005 04:20 PMoh my god, that is scary. scary.
without a smile you look like a serial murderer.
Two things:
- You look like Al from Home Improvement. That is gay.
- I want a mustache ride. Also gay.
Posted by: Chris at March 4, 2005 05:08 PMSee what I mean? FatFatFattyFat is even wearing a plaid shirt. Ahh, Fatty...I believe you are now qualified to host Family Feud. Show me potato salad!
Rick, I command you to use your Photoshop skiilz to join those two pics together into some sort of separated at birth dealie. I don't have time, so, you know, chop chop.
Posted by: Chris at March 4, 2005 05:57 PMum, I'm drunk right now, so I can't do it yet. Tomorrow.
In other news, if you pass out with a beer in your hand, don't have a dream about croquet; lest you want beer all over the couch.
I used the word "lest". Sweet.
Posted by: Rick at March 5, 2005 01:07 AM
Fatty and Al. Clearly switched at birth. Or separated. Whatever.
Sort of like the guy from the old Brawny paper towels. I believe the term is "bear".
Posted by: John at March 7, 2005 05:32 PM