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Thursday, March 4th, 2010

Greetings From The Snowpine Lodge (a.k.a. Man Camp)

As I sit here gently rubbing the bristles above my lip, I watch the snow fall and contemplate yet another winter passing by.  Last winter, I had luxurious accommodations at 232 NW Congress St, where the moustache to man ratio was 1:1.  Things were looking up.  Alex had a struggling business and daily arguments with T. Colla.  I was a flourishing “Life Coach”, who’s company was charging students $60,000+ a year for our “services”.  All was well…

Autumn brought not only a change of leaves to our hero.  I was now an “out of work” Life Coach.  The loving relationship between the Pie Cart Guys was on the brink.  Lack of funds forced me down to Mendo for under the table migrant labor, while receiving government aide, directly deposited to my account.  “Movember” came along, which called for an unruly moustachio in celebration of John Wesley Powell, as I embarked on a three-week jaunt down the Grand Canyon, saturated in mushrooms and waterfalls. 

I am currently Happy Hour Liaison at the Snowpine Lodge in Alta, UT.  The staff consists of seven men.  The canyon consists of many men.  I have a moustache.  I shaved it the other day.  Anything can happen now and I know my old friend will comfort me.  

Cheers to the North!   

Moustache For Life?

Friday, April 3rd, 2009

The Black Person

Thursday, April 2nd, 2009

In the last wee hours of Moustache March comes this gem of a photoshoot.

The Gringo

Wednesday, April 1st, 2009

[Here] are some of the sorriest pics in the history of moustache march. Before you pass judgement I´d like you to know that I put more effort into growing my moustache over the last 7 week than I put into my 7 years of college

The Dining Hall Manager

Tuesday, March 31st, 2009

Capitol Domination

Monday, March 30th, 2009

I feel I owe a debt of gratitude to WWWF for finally giving me a proper outlet for paying tribute to a man whom I was honored to call a teammate whilst I lived in Philadelphia. This gentleman — who happens to be married to a woman who quite possibly personifies a term made famous by the American Pie series and whom I wouldn’t be surprised if the fine folks at Brazzers will be contacting in the near future — is considered a legend to all those associated with metro-Philly recreational coed street hockey, and is a true gem when it comes to finely groomed lip fur. A photo of him in action is attached, along with a team photo (complete with his c. 1976 goalie pads) to substantiate my claim of actually knowing him.

Anycrap, while I think it may be fair to say that just about any submission will likely pale in comparison to that of Mr. McGee, I wanted to share a few snapshots of my afternoon along the Capitol grounds.

And on a random note, the small gathering of people behind the large banners to my left was a group protesting against circumcision. I’m not sure if you intend this website to be as apolitical as possible, but in case there were any of you out there who may be in sympathy with such movements, you can rest easier tonight knowing that you and yours are not alone.

Apres Ski In Bend-Over

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

Our Bobby Taylor

Saturday, March 21st, 2009

         

This photo is about to rock the moustachio world of Wish We Weren’t Friends.  I cannot divulge too much info about what happened as the case is still pending.
 
I will say that while in Jail for roughly 36 hours, the moustache was a very comforting and status elevating piece of lip fur.  Without the piece, I think I would not have fit into the inmate community as well as I did.  So this goes out to all of our ‘friends’ - If you are going to get arrested, make sure the hair on your upper lip is grown out, bushy, manicured or not, but highly visible - your stay on the inside will be much improved.

Ross

Moustache Manor Volume II

Thursday, March 19th, 2009

Editor’s Note: Now we’re cooking with gas!

I wish I wasn’t friends with Geoff Pappas.

You like what you see?

Regards,

Jim Lovelace

Missing Heath

Wednesday, March 18th, 2009

Ang Lee yells at Tim to lube up and get back to work.