Dads are the Original Hipsters

Oh you grew a mustache for Movemeber? That’s cute. Your dad had a better lip-scarf than you… before he went through puberty. 

Handle bar mustache, more like Man-dle bar mustache. Good luck this Movember, hipsters. You’ll never achieve glory like this. 

Some Movember inspiration for those attempting to grow unironic lip-sweaters for a good cause. I hope all the Rogaine you hipsters have splashed on your trash-stache has paid off. 

Your dad participated in Movember before you did and he’s had the manicured follicles to prove it. His home-grown Picasso was a masculine work of art that projected his alpha-ness into the world. Each hair was seasoned with sea salt adventures, whiskey fist fights, and death-dodging. His lip-scarf has done more than most men can dream and dreamed better than the best can imagine. 

So hipsters, when you’re splashing Rogaine on the pre-pubescent beginnings of your trash-stache and dreaming of hairy-glory while disgusting everyone you encounter, remember this…

Your dad didn’t need an excuse to have a mustache because he was man enough to shit-kick his way through destiny with one every day. 

I don’t know who gives less fucks in this photo, dad or the cat.

Also, Movember is underway so I hope everyone is splashing Rogaine on their upper lips while wishing they could grow a face scarf that would make their dad proud. 

Don’t forget to check out the book too. 

http://www.amazon.com/Dads-Original-Hipsters-Brad-Getty/dp/1452108854