Something magical happened at the Saratoga Springs Victorian Street Walk tonight.
I can’t say I got an unfair advantage over my bro in this year’s contest — for today is the day that marks the start of the Fifth Annual Anderson Brothers Mustache Growing Competition (ABMGC V) — but, as I stood listening to the angelic caroling, my upper lip absorbing all of the magical Christmas spirit like life-giving water to fertile soil, suddenly I felt a gentle breeze and saw a soft white light.
I looked up to see the Mustache Dove of Peace descending upon my quaking lip, a glorious ‘stache in its mighty claws…
…and I heard a song billowing out from its tiny, mustachioed beak:
On the first day of ‘Stachemas
The ‘Stache Dove sent to me…
A sweet little ‘stache-fan-to-be.
And wouldn’t you know it? Just like that, the Mustache Dove of Peace dropped a baby into my arms… a baby who has yet to experience the joy of ABMGC… so there you have it — the first day of ‘Stachmas:
Stay tuned to see what other gifts the dove of ‘Stachemas has in store this year!