Calvinistic Cartoons: Mustache

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Mustache

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Eddie EddingsJanuary 7, 2009 at 3:54 PM
Just think...in Heaven men will never have to trim their mustache or cut their beards...unless, of course, they just want to.
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hymns that preachJanuary 7, 2009 at 7:03 PM
Funny! How about this as an alternate response from Chic:

It's a genetic trait I inherited from my mother.
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Eddie EddingsJanuary 7, 2009 at 7:09 PM
Amazing! ...and it was right under my nose all the time!
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Eddie EddingsJanuary 7, 2009 at 7:12 PM
Y'know Ralph, Baklava Koos Koos once said that a mustache is the only thing that keeps many a man from being a bare-faced liar.
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hymns that preachJanuary 7, 2009 at 8:12 PM
Hey, Hey, Careful now. I represent that remark.

I've had a mustache since age 20. In 41 years I have not seen my upper lip except for one time about 16 years ago when I shaved it off. Everyone, including my wife, demanded that I put it back.

I guess that makes me a "hair-faced" liar.
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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Mustache

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