A new species has begun and it's already endangered.
This is what it's called: Girls Who Do NOT Have An Obsession With Mustai.
And for those uninformed, mustai is plural for mustache.
I know, you all say mustaches, but I don't. Can't. Mustaches reminds me of pistachio, as in pistachio ice cream. So if I was to ever say mustaches in public, I would probably end up uttering mustachio, further embarrassing myself.
So it's mustai.
Anyway.
It seems like having a mustache is the coolest thing ever. Mustaches are awesome. But, really?
At some point, I'm pretty sure that guys thought having a mustache makes them look tougher, but Don't Mess With The Zohan-esque mentality has them now way too indulged in their amount of body hair and it seems that facial hair has gone to the girls. Apparently, girls think now that mustaches are cool on each other, or themselves, or whatever.
It's plastered all over the Internet and several forms of pop culture: girls taking pictures of themselves with a mustache. A squiggly mustache doodled on a little piece of paper and taped to the lip, a mustache scribbled on the index finger and held beneath the nose, some strands of hair from which you can inhale your own shampoo, a mustache drawn carefully on the upper lip with a magic marker.
Anyway they can think of, they do it.
I'm guessing that the mentality that girls having facial hair is a bad thing has gone completely out the window now, because girls seem to think it's the coolest thing to have a mustache, even though what they don't seem to understand is that by doing any or more of the mustaching techniques above, it makes you resemble LOLCats in funny little suits and bowties with I Haz Mustache thought bubbles over their heads.
As evolution will have it, soon it will be almost impossible to find a normal shirtless guy picture on the Internet, because they'll still be shirtless, yes, but they'll all have taken a Sharpie to their pecs and drawn on lacy little bras and bikinis because it will be oh so cool and, yeah, you can't touch this, `cause I Haz Bra and whatever.
However, if that doesn't happen, we'll have another problem. Guys will suddenly feel emasculated by all the girls with mustaches and they might just go into hiding, or join The Joker in his journey for world power, and no more shirtless guys for the teenaged girls of the Internet who can't be arsed to wax or shave or wipe the ink the heck off their upper lips.
So technically, teenage girls are building up their own demise.
But, whatever.
So, go on. You haz mustache. Your awesome radiates and you're practically untouchable.
- your most erratic hero
(who, by the way, no haz mustache)
This is what it's called: Girls Who Do NOT Have An Obsession With Mustai.
And for those uninformed, mustai is plural for mustache.
I know, you all say mustaches, but I don't. Can't. Mustaches reminds me of pistachio, as in pistachio ice cream. So if I was to ever say mustaches in public, I would probably end up uttering mustachio, further embarrassing myself.
So it's mustai.
Anyway.
It seems like having a mustache is the coolest thing ever. Mustaches are awesome. But, really?
At some point, I'm pretty sure that guys thought having a mustache makes them look tougher, but Don't Mess With The Zohan-esque mentality has them now way too indulged in their amount of body hair and it seems that facial hair has gone to the girls. Apparently, girls think now that mustaches are cool on each other, or themselves, or whatever.
It's plastered all over the Internet and several forms of pop culture: girls taking pictures of themselves with a mustache. A squiggly mustache doodled on a little piece of paper and taped to the lip, a mustache scribbled on the index finger and held beneath the nose, some strands of hair from which you can inhale your own shampoo, a mustache drawn carefully on the upper lip with a magic marker.
Anyway they can think of, they do it.
I'm guessing that the mentality that girls having facial hair is a bad thing has gone completely out the window now, because girls seem to think it's the coolest thing to have a mustache, even though what they don't seem to understand is that by doing any or more of the mustaching techniques above, it makes you resemble LOLCats in funny little suits and bowties with I Haz Mustache thought bubbles over their heads.
As evolution will have it, soon it will be almost impossible to find a normal shirtless guy picture on the Internet, because they'll still be shirtless, yes, but they'll all have taken a Sharpie to their pecs and drawn on lacy little bras and bikinis because it will be oh so cool and, yeah, you can't touch this, `cause I Haz Bra and whatever.
However, if that doesn't happen, we'll have another problem. Guys will suddenly feel emasculated by all the girls with mustaches and they might just go into hiding, or join The Joker in his journey for world power, and no more shirtless guys for the teenaged girls of the Internet who can't be arsed to wax or shave or wipe the ink the heck off their upper lips.
So technically, teenage girls are building up their own demise.
But, whatever.
So, go on. You haz mustache. Your awesome radiates and you're practically untouchable.
- your most erratic hero
(who, by the way, no haz mustache)
