Mustache Day at work is Friday. Like the 12 Days of Christmas, I like to celebrate a full workweek of mustache options, slowly paring it down as the week goes on.
Hey aren't you the guy who roofied me at Steak & Shake last year.....
Hey aren't you the guy who offered to detail my car for $20 and a ride to Steak & Shake...
Hey, aren't you the guy who mugged me for my car detailing supplies and roofies...
Hey, aren't you the guy who put something in my butt that I didn't want there?
Hey, aren't you the guy tho stole my mustache?
them be some intense peepers, there, Arnie.
All of these comments say more about the commenters themselves than about my mustache.
Hey, aren't you the guy that took my workshop, "Roofies, Racing Stripes, and Rectums: A Whole New Meaning to Takhomasak"?
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