Progress: I'm well sick of this fucking moustache. It's bristley, itchy, and women give me funny looks. It also - apparently - makes me look like a paedophile. (Although it could be argued that my accuser just has trouble accepting that he finds attractive men.. well.. attractive).
Basically I can't wait until the end of the month. However, you can make the next 8 or so days more bearable by sponsoring my hirsuteness. Here is the officially-sanctioned spiel re. the same:
Hi all,
During Movember (the month formerly known as November) I'll be growin a moustache. That's right I'm bringing the Mo back because I'm passionate about changing the state of men's health.Male health is a major issue, did you know:
- Men are far less healthy than women. The average life expectancy of males is 6 years less than females.
- Every year in New Zealand about 600 men die of prostate cancer – about the same as the number of women who die from breast cancer.
Help me change the face of men's health by sponsoring my mo.
Please go to http://www.movember.com/nz/sponsor, enter my Rego number which is 55551 and your credit card details. All donations over $5 are tax deductible.
The money raised by Movember will be used to create awareness and fund support networks for those that suffer from prostate cancer.
Cheers
More info is available at www.movember.com
Movember is proudly grown by Motorola, Polaroid, Remington and VB. Movember is proud partners with the Prostate Cancer Foundation of New Zealand.
So yeah.
Y'know, all this comedy-moustache growing must make those who usually sport a hairy decoration upon their upper lips feel kinda stink. Everyone's all like "ewww gross.. a moustache.. ha ha ha ha ha gross out.. kiddie-fiddler" etc. and they're all quietly going "oh. damn. I thought I looked pretty good".
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