I was talking to my upper lip the other day... about real estate. Seems we're in the midst of a crisis– too many sub-prime something-or-others. Coupled with talk of recession, flooding over here, drought over there, it's all heading down hill. But I'm sitting on one of the primest 4.75 square inch pieces upper-lip real estate in Pittsburgh. Believe me I've had offers. But everyone knows property is worth even more when you develop it. Welcome to Mustache Ranch...
Whew man, another apparent fan of shaving with a broken oyster shell or a dull rusty Bush's Beans can.
ReplyDeleteEasy there cowboy, we don't want no trouble from no butt-chinned bandit the likes of you.