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.
They don’t like it at all. My kids don’t like the way it scratches when I kiss them and my wife thinks I look like a sleezebag.
Worse, they’re right.
(Better, people can give now at mobro.co/thedaddycomplex to punch cancer in the kidneys.)
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.
For a brief shining moment yesterday I was in the No. 1 spot on my Movember team of dad bloggers because of two generous donations. (Thanks, not-the-mom and the mysterious anonymous person!)
Alas, within the hour, I was knocked out of the top spot. But, more important, the two donors helped deliver a Karate Kid-style crane kick to cancer’s chin. And that made Captain Kangaroo happy. Just look at him. Awwww.
Give now at mobro.co/thedaddycomplex to keep the Captain smiling. Trust me. When he frowns, he looks like a serial killer.