A Parable in Rhyme...

" Mustaches grow,
On Upper Lip sow,
Money, Honour, Suspense,
It DOES pay to sit on the fence."

Damn... 8( It's a shame that mustache had to go.
StanC, potentially one of the front runners in the Mustache Growers League, bladed his upper lip, and, so saying, lost his lip coif.. 8(

So a moment of Silence for Our Trimmed Comrade.
To A Wise Warrior of the West...
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StanC.