The Kilted to Kick Cancer fundraising challenge arms race has begun.
I countered with a pledge to shave off half my mustache, because really, folks, what's unusual about a clean shaven guy? Now a guy with half a mustache… that's one committed SOB.
It was all civilized and friendly-like, until Stingray decided to use the nuclear option.
If I win and raise the most funds, I will wax my junk at blogorado, and record the audio stream of the process and post that up for you all to enjoy for the year. If you’re a regular around here, you’ve probably seen me get creative with the invective before, so take your favorite example from that and imagine what it would sound like with some motivation and inspiration.
Uuummm… yeah, I got nothin'. I'll stop with half the 'stache.
Good on you, Stingray.
*Reminds me of the classic George Carlin bit, "Richard Pryor had a heart attack, so I had a heart attack. Then Richard Pryor set himself on fire. I said 'fuck that, I'll just have another heart attack'."