Attn: Beware imitation sheep! Mangalitzas are not the real thing!!

(Though I've got to say I am a sucker for the curly hair gene when it shows up in livestock all around, as evidenced by Wensleydales and the Bashkir Curly.)

Also, on a less hairy note: chocolate moustache lollipops. One assumes that there are a variety of styles sold at the ( Read more... )

Today's real life whimsy includes:

• Young child unicycling across a brick paved crossing, arm in arm with parental.
• Vending machine moustaches. I assume that this is the I.M.W.L.'s version of baseball cards; swap a pushbroom for a snidely-whiplash and so forth?

It's a good thing that such things regularly occur in my life, because I don't think I ( Read more... )

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And yet, no blows were exchanged. This modern take on moustache wrestling is a bit disappointing; I shall stick to hockey instead.

CROCHET IS TRYING TO BREAK MY WILL.

GODDAMMIT.

Thank you, that is all.

Note: I should like to apologise to the non-lj people for the ads. It wasn't my idea (as if my design-fu skills would ever willingly let my layout be destroyed like that). The upshot is that the more I talk about the DCN, the more likely you'll be exposed to Obama-Os ads. Advertizing keywords: Yet another way for me to screw with lj's stats system ( Read more... )

Today, after three rounds of playoff beard-growing action, Fleury has been unmasked (. . . in front of rather a large number of cameras). And if Crosby has been called Zorro because of his, dude, Fleury has a D'Artagnan.

SWASHBUCKLING HOCKEY TEAM FTW!!!

Also, yay we won and so forth.

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SWASHBUCKLING!!

Much fuss has been made about how very young my hockey team is, so very young, mostly twentysomethings and younger. And, well, gosh. It's Playoff Beard Season. It is a little-known tradition that by the time the winning team hoists Lord Stanley's Cup above their heads in triumph, their facial hair should not only be able to qualify for entry into ( Read more... )

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It is with great glee that I can announce that the International Moustache Wrestling League (last seen here and here) is well on its way to becoming a reality. Or rather, a grass roots movement towards such an infinitely silly sport has begun with the first intra-collegiate mustache growing contest, as recently beheld by M(o)ustaches of the ( Read more... )

After today's discussion concerning King Zog I of Albania, spiralsheep has done the right thing, and declared the formation of the International Moustache Wrestling Fantasy League! She, having already declared it, was the first to snatch up the inimitable Baron Munchhausen as her champion of facial hair (as was very sensible of her, because she is totally ( Read more... )