The Mustache

Mar 5th, 2010 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

Last Tuesday morning, I woke up with a moustache. It had not been there the day before. It appeared, fully formed, overnight.

My new moustache seems to have a mind of its own. I used to smoke regularly, but it will not abide by any kind of flame close to my face. It also has a taste for jerky.

My girlfriend, thinking it was one of those fake ‘staches you wear for Halloween, tried to pull it off my face. Let’s just say I’m single now.

And I know it is only a matter of time before it kills again.

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