I didn’t do a Movember post yesterday, because I put it off, and put it off, and then it was too late. We did Remembrance Day things until lunch, and then I built the shed doors, while my lady love shot some photographs, and then we did family things with my my family until very late. I guess I’ll give you this one from yesterday, and you can see how my progression is doing.
And this is today’s photograph. You’ll notice my lah-tee-dah expression. It defines me.
Accentuating the sheer minisculity of the thing.
All right you bunch of cheap-ass freaks. Cough it up and send it HERE
My girl wants to party all the time,
Here is a handsome bastard to look at.
Hey, it’s not free; you can pay
A lot on my mind today, so it’s just a pic and a plea for donations.
Oh yeah, DONATE HERE
I’m not doing Movember today though. You can donate if you want to, but I’d rather see any money that would be given today, going HERE. It’s a dog rescue group from Peterborough that really needs cash, and foster families. They are called Death Row Dogs in Peterborough and are trying their best to save as many dogs as they can, but they need help. Even if you could share those links, and this one, it would help a lot.
Here’s the horrible moustache
I can't even grow a shitty moustache right. Please give, to ensure people like me can breed.
Now please give to them, right now,
First off, I’d like to thank Kim Kazda of Fort St. John, BC, my sister Shelley of no fixed address and my sweet baby for their generous donations. I really do appreciate every last donation, because I know you don’t have to do it. There are a shitload of things that you could spend that money on, and you chose to donate it to Movember; for that I thank you. Now, for all of you that haven’t donated, you must get up, go to a mirror, and slap yourself repeatedly. Now go
and donate to a very good cause. No, not my moustache, silly goose, to help the smart people fight men’s cancer. It’s not that I only want men to survive, but why should women get to hog all of the cancer fundraising? I understand that women have some extra parts that can be affected, but we want to feel like we’re doing something as well. The problem is that balls are ugly, and boobs are beautiful, but we need the balls to make more children, and boobs would be useless if balls couldn’t do their job. Well, I guess boobs will never be useless, but you know what I mean. Here’s my lip today, please don’t tease me.
God, that's a handsome lip
These folks know how your money needs to be spent, so let’s all band together and
gently stroke kick ass cancer’s ass.
These boots were made for walking,