every moustache makes a difference...

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"I suppose next time I come home I shall find you wearing false moustaches-or are you doing so now?'
Poirot winced. His moustaches had always been his sensitive point. He was inordinately proud of them. My words touched him on the raw.
'No, no, indeed, mon ami. That day, I pray the good God, is still far off. The false moustaches! Quelle Horreur!'."
Agatha Christie







(supporting MOVEMBER...we began the 1st of Movember with a clean shaven face...for the entire month we've been growing a moustache...3 more days and we'll shave them off...my beloved evening group...minus 2...no doubt my beloved morning group will complain tomorrow...)