Impress Your Folks With The Worst Mustache Ever

Impress Your Folks With The Worst Mustache Ever

Pat had three batches of cookies baked and sitting on the counter, awaiting my arrival. I settled in and her and dad arrived an hour later. It is a shame I was not recording the moment when they entered the house. I was in the living room. As I entered the kitchen they both saw me and my insanity mustache, simultaneously. They both exploded at the same moment. Dad said, “What the heck!?” and he was laughing so much and so hard at me at the same time. Pat was just repeating, “OH…MY…GOD…Oh…MY…GOD…” over and over. Dad laughed for about two minutes straight. It was hysterical, and it was worth saving the mustache until I got home just for that moment!

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