Spontaneous funny is always the best kind. My husband has been shopping too much these past few weeks and must have come across some costumes. He found a little kit with about 5 mustaches in it.
The first morning he came out with a mustache that was believeable (in the grossest way). It was the same color as his skin, so at first I saw it and wondered how in the world he was able to grow a mustache so thick, so fast. It disturbed me. I figured he'd shaved it that way on purpose. Then, when he tried to kiss me, I wanted to gag at the thought of all that hair. It was a very thick mustache.
My girls' reactions were so funny. They kept running around him, studying him and asking him about his mustache. The next day he put one on that had a curl on each end. We were all laughing about that one (and it wasn't so bad to be kissed by a thin mustache).
Good laughs for sure and I am glad I didn't marry a mustached man for reals. Not that having a mustache is bad . . .
The Dare! He is awesome! I detest the thoughts of kissing a hairy faced man! I like your Dare! On our cruise my man let his hair grow and I was more interested in the 5 gray hairs on his chin. First I have seen on him!
ReplyDeletePete's had a full beard for most of the last 15 years. I actually prefer him with facial hair. ;)
ReplyDeleteNatalie - as long as you are happy with it, that is ALL that matters
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