My number one concern for most of adult life has been making sure I have a roof over my head when it’s time to go to sleep, and still I’ve been tricked into camping this weekend. If it’s good enough for Ron, I can give it a go. I’m not sure if I am prepared, but I have a flannel shirt on so I’ve got that going for me. Enjoy your weekend!
This has nothing to do with mustaches, except the fact that the guy has a mustache as part of his beard, but I’ll be damned if I wasn’t going to share it: