To shave-a da face, to start-a da race!
March 11th, 2008
Sitting around tables arranged as a beautiful moustache, the competitors and their supporters listened as growers gave impassioned speeches wherein they cited what will be fueling their moustache making in the coming weeks: emulation of fathers and grandfathers, recently joining a barbershop quartet, jealousy, environmentalism via scaring children, desire to see what moustache would look like 35 years since last grown. As a giant, 3.5 ft razor was placed across all competitors faces (ensuring a clean shave and hopefully a clean fight) the competition officially began!
Our organic growers are letting Ma Nature do her thing while our prosthetic growers this week are out in the streets with cameras, trying to capture as many pictures of strangers sporting moustaches. The prosthetic grower with the most pictures will win the most fake hair for his/her prosthetic moustache next week.
Early pledging helps all growers as they are competing for weekly prizes! So, get to it!
To further get you in the spirit, the results of our moustache haiku/awesome poetry e-newsletter contest:
Paul Fermin (2nd place):
comes off with your sleeve
no need to use a razor
milk moustaches rock
Vicki Crain (3rd place-tie):
Upper lip tickles
follicle pores fantasy
while filtering crumbs.
Kirsten Hansen (3rd place-tie):
Carnival freak show,
Fear not! Love for thee rings true.
Hirsuteness breeds zeal.
Carrie Colpitts (3rd place-tie):
Wind caught in my stash
Rollin’ up to Robins Nest
“Oh My God Magnum”
Sandra Schrecengost (1st place!):
The Moustache
It isn’t just fluff,
This fur on my face.
It’s way more than that.
Its a special space.
Not all can demand
The growth of such style.
And when one begins
It can take quite a while.
Just simple desire
Unlike a good tan,
Produces no fruit,
Until boy turns man.
Gender specific
Another require.
Females who try this
May quickly retire.
No, it takes a man
To grow a moustache.
One who’s quite able
To handle backlash.
For tools of this harvest
Can eat up some cash.
‘N just wait ‘til dinner
collides with your ‘stache!
Problems are many
The rewards so few.
Thus motivation
Must lie beyond you.
It’s done for the KIDS!
Down at 8-2-6!
Hearts and moustaches
Now that’s a great mix!