Wow. Seveenteen weeks...gone. I can't believe the regular season is over, and with it, the Mustache Contest. Defying every oppurtunity given to him to avoid the flavor saver, Karl will now be driving a windowless van asking kids to help him find a "kitten" that he can't reach in the back seat. I fell for it twice.
Did Karl go forward gracefully? As gracefully as Maurice Clarrett can pull off an armed robbery. I believe Karl's final offer to me to be the surrogate whisker momma was 250 bucks. But that pales in value of his birthday pictures. That's right. Karl will be sporting the cookie duster for his 27th birthday...January 18th. So while you're feeding him shots of Sambuca, keep in mind that his mustache is absorbing some of it on the way in and some of it on the way out. Chris knows what I'm talkin' about.
Speaking of Chris, he and Karl are currently on their way to the Casino. Maybe to get some tips from the blackjack dealers as to how to groom a mustache. It certainly can't be to gamble. Not with Karl's luck.
Dealer (not the kind you get brownie ingridients from):"Gentleman has 18"
Karl : "Hit me."
Dealer: "Gentleman has 21!"
Karl: "Hit me."
Dealer: "Uhhh...gentleman busts."
Karl: "Hit me."
I'm pretty sure that was a Family Guy bit. Karl's a lot like Peter. But with a mustache. And fatter. And with a mustache. Did we mention the mustache?
Karl can also finally complete his Freddie Mercury impersonation...he was only missing the mustache before. Hahaha. Much love to my lil' brudder. He can make it on his own!
4 comments:
Cocaine...it's a hell of a drug.
Excellent Picture.
See, Karl, pictures ARE good memories!
And BTW, he will be 25...not 27.
Wow Ryan, I'm not sure what surprises me more. The fact that you missed his age by 2 years, or that his 'father' actually knows it.
How do you two know each other?
Slag-
I can be your "Daddy" too and then I promise to remember your B-Day as well.
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