Post 1,110: Pleasure from Pain
I have had a mustache once in my life. I did not like it. I don’t plan on ever doing it again. Nothing against mustaches. My father had one until I was 22 years old. It is just not for me.
However, I took a picture of myself that makes me so happy. I look cheesy. I look ridiculous. I look like I am having a good time. I use it way more than I should when texting with others. And, as an added bonus, it bugs my sister to no end.
Having that mustache was two weeks of being itchy, and the people around me giving me funny looks. Just five seconds out of that week gave me a treasure I will cherish for life. Happiness is funny like that.
~Ryan Lynch
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