I think he might be a Labrador Receiver.
Diamonds are in the rough
Someone drew a mustache on the wall behind the wall paper.
In the end he was just throwing money down the drain.
Couldn't get a Peep out of him.
And he was known as Pavlov Escobar.
It was nuts.
A pothole.
I noticed a couple of really cute ground squirrels that have started a little community next to the soccer field at our college campus, and pointed them out. This was his reply.
DH: Oh man, they’re adorable! Can you buy one of those at a pet store? I wonder how much they’d gopher....
I’m now being put under a rest
Nobody nose
When his wife told him to get rid of it, he said "no, it's a must stash".
I was on a roll!
Apparently they are looking for a man with a big moo-stash.
He has a must-stash problem.
Dad: "Well, you know what was in my stash box? A fine-toothed comb and a tin of mustache wax!"
Wife: Why...?
Me: It's going to be my secret stash
Amelia Bedelia looked over the list. "Okey-dokey!" Said Amelia Bedelia.
When Mr. Rogers came home, he saw Amelia Bedelia stuffing sawdust into his secret marijuana stash.
Mr. Rogers was furious. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING, AMELIA BEDELIA?!"
"You said to cut the grass."
Where does the barber stash his money?
in his muSTACHE
In moo-stashes.
I was at my favorite store shopping for a good NY Strip for dinner. I thought they were all out but I saw that someone had stashed two on the top of the shelf just out of reach.
I was going to take a chance and climb up to get them, but the steaks were too high.
Today my family was moving furniture around, and a couple friends came over to help. When rearranging my room, my dad asked if we'd end up finding any porn. Me: "Yeah, I keep my porn stash under my bed." My friend: "Really? I keep my porn stache on my face."
Sadly, it took me a second to fully comprehend.
The Mrs and I were at Michaels (hobby/craft store, if you haven't heard of it) looking for things for our kid's moustache themed first birthday party.
We were having trouble finding anything, so we asked a man. He said it was scattered all across the store, so naturally, I asked him "you mean you don't have a mus-stash?"
He was so impressed, he spent about fifteen minutes and showed us everything he could think of that was mustachioed.
