Respect the Stache
by Teufel Stubble | March 11th, 2009
Teuffel Stubble here from New Zealand. I’m down here acting as a consultant for two blokes who want to start a blog encouraging the captain of their local rugby club to grow a Fu Manchu.
But, as always, my focus remains on David Wright and his nude upper lip. You see, there was a time when any man worth his salt sported facial hair. Handlebar mustaches, handsome beards and, of course, mutton chops bigger than the whole Florida peninsula. These were men of honor. David Wright can bring back that era. David Wright can make people respect the mustache again.
The mustache has fallen on hard times. Relegated to men of ill-repute, the stache is no longer seen in a positive light (except for our patron saint, of course). What did the mustache do to deserve such a fate? Nothing. It just sat there, like a caterpillar on a tree branch.
That’s where David Wright comes in. Grow a stache, David. Don’t let this be the mustache’s curtain call. It deserves a better modern representative to inject some youthful energy back into its soul. It deserves David Wright.
So, hello, world. I’m Teuffel Stubble and you will know me by the trail of my mustache.
March 11, 2009 
