For those of my readers that I went to church with back in Albuquerque, you might remember the night that Grant wore a fake mustache to a Bible study, I think. Well last week, when it was time for Grant to shave his holiday beard, he decided to leave a mustache. It's pretty much the worst thing I've ever seen, and it was hard for me to even look at him. The fact that he's smiling greasily in this picture doesn't help.
By the way, he no longer has the mustache. He only kept it for that night. I made him an offer he couldn't refuse - if he didn't shave it, I wouldn't shave my legs for a month.