My mustache is alive and talks to me. I shaved it off, but it was on the manager at the grocery store, reminding me to pick up my sons from soccer practice that day.
It’s not a malevolent force or anything, but it doesn’t make sense.
My mustache is alive and talks to me. I shaved it off, but it was on the manager at the grocery store, reminding me to pick up my sons from soccer practice that day.
It’s not a malevolent force or anything, but it doesn’t make sense.