I picked up today's newspaper as I walked out of the front door to my building and began the quick stroll to my office. "Judge Orders Release of 5 Guantanamo Detainees" the headline read, but I didn't care. I stepped outside and the blustery cold hit my exposed face like an open-palmed slap, but I didn't care. I folded the paper under my arm and watched a man with a bushy salt-and-pepper moustache drink hot chocolate. His moustache absorbed any errant drips that came out of the lid. Wow, I thought, what an easy, hassle-free way to keep liquid from spilling on your shirt. I then entered my office building and sat down, rubbing my moustache-free face to get warm.
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Mustaches take any story from down here:
/hand motion around the knee
to here:
/hand motion around the groin
Hey,
Where'd you get the Sam Elliott picture? I run the Tribute to Sam Elliott fansite and would like to contact the artist if possible.
http://www.automatedculture.com/sam_elliott
cheers,
EC
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