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You guys know I don’t normally post anything except the life and times of Phia on here but this is an exception.
One of the premier members of the Dad Blogger world, Oren Miller, just found out he has stage 4 lung cancer…
I don’t know how he did it but he managed to write this beautiful and inspiring piece. Please take a minute to read, cry with me, and remember what it’s like to live in heaven on earth.
The hairy fruits of my sweet Movember labor. There are just a few hours left to give at mobro.co/thedaddycomplex. And don’t forget: Whoever donates the most gets to name my mustache.
So far, our team of dad bloggers has raised more than $15,000 to fight cancer and raise awareness for other men’s health issues. That included a hefty contribution from Dove Men+Care. Our team is ranked #83 out of all the teams in the U.S. Holy crap, people!
And thanks to donations by people like my friend Jen (thanks, Jen), I’m in sixth place out of 75 team members. Take that, random group of dad bloggers only a few of whom I actually know!
So, thanks to everyone who gave. And if you haven’t yet, give now. I’ll announce what the winning donor names my ‘stache in the next day or two.
What does the fox say? I have no fucking idea. I’m a raccoon.
But, the raccoon says donate to my Movember page at mobro.co/thedaddycomplex because the month’s almost over and cancer sucks donkey nards. (Yes, I know I need to shave… It’s been a long half-week.)
Even contributions as low as $5 help fight cancer and aid other men’s health issues. So, y’know, give and stuff.
Also, mamamusement helped spread the word. Thanks, mamamusement!
This picture of a mustachioed John Cleese goes out to both of you wonderful ladies.
I’ve said before that even small amounts help kick that jerk cancer in the shins. Look at it this way: If you give just $5 and 24 others do the same thing, that equals… wait… doing math… 87¢… Hold on, that can’t be right… $125! Holy crap.
Plus, not to make this about me (why stop now?), but I’ve fallen from the #3 spot on my team to the #5 spot. This injustice can not stand, people.
Seriously, give whatever you can to help raise funds to fight cancer and benefit other men’s health issues. And just so we’re clear, here’s what John Cleese think of those who don’t donate…
Guys. Seriously. Cancer ain’t going to cure itself.
My Movember ‘stache is coming in strong, but you still need to give to make it worthwhile. Any amount, even teeny-tiny donations, helps flick cancer’s ear and make it cry.
So, please, give now at mobro.co/thedaddycomplex. Thanks a pantpantload.
And, like last year, the person who donates the most, gets to name my mustache at the end of the month. Dude!
My Movember progress pic. It might look a little crooked, but that’s not the mustache. That’s my face. (Thanks a lot, childhood car accident!)
You know what this mustache is doing right now? It’s putting gum in cancer’s hair and sticking a “Kick Me” sign to it’s back.
Make my ‘stache even more epically cancer-fighting by giving at mobro.co/thedaddycomplex.
No, really, do it.
Wyatt Earp and his mustachioed band of lawmen (except that one dude - get on board, man) want to shoot cancer down at high noon. But, they need your help. Give to my Movember page.
Last year, your contributions helped raise nearly $1,000 for my Movember team of dad bloggers. I’d like to beat that this year. So, strap on your six-shooter, make a donation and fill that no-good cancer full of lead.
Okay, the flow of Movember donations seems to have stopped, so it’s time for me to bring out the big guns: David Wooderson.
He’s got the car, he’s got the charisma, he’s got the mustache. But, he doesn’t have your donation. You should remedy that by giving whatever you can at mobro.co/thedaddycomplex.
Help me and Wooderson give cancer a wedgie and maybe he’ll give you a spin in his sweet ride. Just watch the leather, man.
Here’s my ‘stache so far.
One of the benefits of my Sicilian heritage is that I can pretty much grow hair overnight just by thinking about it. That comes in handy when using my mustache to raise money to slap cancer across the face with a glove and challenge it to a duel.
So, y’know, you should donate to my Movember drive at mobro.co/thedaddycomplex. Like, for reals.
It looks like the Dread Pirate Roberts will silently judge two less people because TWO MORE PEOPLE DONATED TO MY MOVEMBER PAGE. You guys are the jinkiest. For reals. So, thanks to howbo15, ifjanetranit, pismolitoralis, my friend Alison and the anonymous donors (you know who you are). Thanks to you, cancer won’t get invited to the prom.
Still on the fence about giving? Perhaps crusty ol’ John Wayne can convince you that cancer suck donkey balls. (Especially since he died from it, didn’t he?)
Give whatever you can because every donation, no matter how small, helps. And here’s added incentive:
I’m bringing back the grand prize from last year: Whichever donor contributes the most wins the right to name my mustache at the end of the month. Yes, you could win naming rights like a corporate sponsor, something normally reserved for baseball stadiums and Republican senators.
So, give now at mobro.co/thedaddycomplex. Or are you a lily-livered coward?