Although I don't respect, understand or even tolerate my sister's questionable zeal for moustaches, I do appreciate her dedication to proving a point. She's thought of two new hot contemporary moustached men:
1.) Jude Law as Watson in the new Sherlock Holmes movie:
2.) Ned Flanders
...I hate to admit it, but she's starting to make an uncomfortable amount of sense. And I don't like it. This is my blog. Around here the ratio of hot moustached men to molestery moustached men should always swing towards molestery. It's time I level the playing field. So, Rebecca, I'll see your Jude Law and raise you a Rollie Fingers:
Yes, that's right. The Oakland A's Rollie Fingers. A name that sounds like exactly what he'll do inside of you. He's inspired me to name my future son "Statutory Fingerbang" because what's life without challenges?
Oh and hey Bec, remember all those Sweet Valley High books we had growing up? Specifically, remember #5, All Night Long? I sure do. Because I remember having to lock it in the bathroom at night for fear the cover model would come alive and ask me to play a game with my mouth that I can never tell my parents about:
I think that majestic golden tan and tidy little moustache speak worlds for themselves.
If you look in your court, Ms. McBlogger, I believe you will see there's a ball in it.