Friday evening, after my shower, I was relaxing on my bed when Morgan pounced on me. We wrestled with tickling attached. I was privileged with ten minutes of laugh-out-loud therapy. I think this was because I agreed to try and grow a FuManChu mustache until he goes to camp (June 16th). I am using it as a symbol of discomfort I will endure for him (for example.)
My daughter HATES it.
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I'm a little late here, since this post is well over a month old, but I think you'd look very wise indeed with a FuManChu mustache. Yes, very wise indeed. I find that when men wear various styles of facial hair that make them look wise, they are attractive.
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