Every year my buddies from college and I get together to have a “Man Weekend.” We usually just drink beer, biatch about our wives, and play washers. However, Saturday morning is the main event. We dress up each year with a different theme that involves facial hair. Here are the results from the last 5 years.
Dirty Mustache weekend
When people saw us walking down the aisle at Wal Mart they stopped dead in their tracks and walked the other way.
People actually thought we were Amish and in town for a function.
Pencil Thin Mustaches
The title says it all.
We were hunks (and chunks) of burning love. Random strangers asked us to take pictures with them.