I
Have a Mustache
ME |
“Holy Sh*t it's Mario!!!”
“You don't look like Mario... You look like Luigi more”
“That looks nasty”
“You Mexican?” No. “Well stop looking mexican then”.
“Bro.... you look like a conquistador”
“You look like an Italian dude. All you need is FIAT to drive”
“Hey cool... you look like a mexican dude”
“Hey you look like a guy who makes pizza”
“That's fake”
“Can I see if it's real?”
“Ok.. Hitler”
“Can you shave that? I hate it”
"You look like the Monopoly Guy"
"You look like a porn star"
“Hey it's like your Rollie Fingers”
“That's a sweet mustache”
“You look like a creep”
“Nice mustache. There in now”
“What are you doing? I'm going to get clippers and shave that right
off”
“I don't know about your face”
“Ewwww”
“I miss your beard”
“I miss your beard”
Conclusion
As you can see the mustache results varied. A lot of
people stared at me, laughed at me, and gave mew weird looks. Women did not compliment it. I just got a blank
stare as if I had something on my face. Guys however thought it was cool . In the end I don't think anyone really liked it. So, what can we learn here? Well, never judge a book by its cover. I'm not Hitler, I don't bake
pizzas, I'm not mexican, not a plumber, not the Monopoly guy, not a porn star, not from the 70s, not a creep, and I'm not a
conquistador. We can
all learn from this experiment that there is a heart behind every
mustache and my heart hurt.