Pass The Brass

Here he is ladies and gentlemen. The final outcome of my two week Mustachio! I give you…The Boss

I like rockin’ the goatee much more so than The Boss for a couple reasons: The Boss requires a certain personality prerequisite which I do not feel I have, and it was not conducive to the thoughtful chin rub. Strokin’ a mustache is kinda creepy…almost evil really, whereas rubbin the hairs on yer chinny chin chin gives you a suave look like that of a scholar or theologian.

Granted Kung Fu masters would stroke their Fu Manchu’s while they pace around a room full of noobs teaching them the inner disciplines of Kung Fu; Not only am I not a Kung Fu Master(but my Kung Fu is strong) I do not have that long flowy white hair that old Kung Fu Masters have so it is not logical for me to sport such a ’stache…or any ’stache for that matter. I’m just not a ’stache kinda guy. I’d rock a full face beard before I go with a ’stache again.

So there’s the low down. The Boss is no more as he was murdered early this morning before work. HAHA! Which reminds me…

They didn’t waste any time throwin my ass back into the gears of the daily grind here. Got in at midnight and had to go to work in 6 hours. THAT’S efficiency!! Also, flying sucks when you fly into a connection flight just at the same time your connection is pulling out of the gate. So far, I’ve only had it happen twice…but they were both terrible! I’m scarred I swear.

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