::: twirls evil moustache* :::
But you'll have to wait until tomorrow for all the details, my pretties!
*Look, I'm Celtic. All Celtic women have evil 'staches. It's why God invented Tweezerman.
Monday, February 25, 2008
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3 comments:
Ah, the legacy of my crazy Scottish ancestors: a love of plaid, and a moustache.
Seriously, couldn't I get the good stuff? I can barely drink scotch. And sheep? Eew. Not even cooked.
Right??? What IS that? Why did I develop more facial hair in my teens than either of my brothers? Is that fair, I ask you?
But I do love me some scotch...
Darn, it wasn't me. As Ed Wood would have said, "My next one will be better!"
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