Now that things have started to slow down a little bit I figured its time to get this redic site of awesomeness back online... My final starts in like 10 mins so this first post is a quick history down memory lane, getting off at the Skyline Hotel stop...
-- The Mustache Man (April 2009 - May 2009) --
The Mustache Man was a good bowler, and a good man. He was one of us. He was a man who loved the outdoors... and bowling, and as a surfer he explored the beaches of Southern California, from La Jolla to Leo Carrillo and... up to... Pismo. He died, like so many young men of his generation, he died before his time. In your wisdom, Lord, you took him, as you took so many bright flowering young men at Khe Sanh, at Langdok, at Hill 364. These young men gave their lives. And so would the Mustache Man. The Mustache Man, who loved bowling. And so, Mustache Man, in accordance with what we think your dying wishes might well have been, we commit your final mortal remains to the bosom of the Pacific Ocean, which you loved so well. Good night, sweet prince.
And here folks is the last dying memories of the Mustache Man....
Tim: We gotta try the mustache out on these two chicks.
Me: Shit, I'm game. Lets do this.
Tim: Ladies, I gotta ask you something. What do you think of my friends mustache?
Me: Lets make this easy for you, scale of 1 - 10.
Girl #1 who seemed somewhat cool: Hee Hee Hee, I would have to go with a 7.
Me: Sweeeeet.
Tim: Thats not bad actually.
Me: What about you?
Friend of Girl #1, the typical stuck up DC floozy: Um, I don't like it. Its a 5.
Me (look of astonishment): Oh you gotta be kidding me. JESSSSSUS H CHRISTTTTT. What the FUCKKKK.
Me: SPLASHHHHH (I am guessing thats the sound that gets made when you jump in the pool fully clothed).
Nick: Don't worry man she changed her mind. She's giving you a three now.
Me: Oh fuck me.
And that ladies and gentleman is how Girl #2, the stuck up floozy, killed the Mustache Man.
