36 Quotes About Mustache

Since I don't smoke, I decided to grow a mustache - it is better for the health.However, I always carried a jewel-studded cigarette case in which, instead of tobacco, were carefully placed several mustaches, Adolphe Menjou style. I offered them politely to my friends: "Mustache? Mustache? Mustache?"Nobody dared to touch them. This was my test regarding the sacred aspect of mustaches.

A red nose is the clown's mask and my moustache is mine.

- My love is about 2/3rds as invisible as her love, and that sort of transparency isn’t really all that healthy in a relationship. - I chop trees down with my sharpened mustache, remember? Cloning works, but can lead you in the wrong direction.-Jarod Kintz and Stefan D

He sips his drink and it leaves his handlebar mustache dripping like a cattle dog come outta a river.

The pretty landlady was desolate. She would have taken D'Artagnan not only as her husband, but as her God, he was so handsome and had so fierce a mustache.

It was difficult to see the exact nature of his expression as, in addition to the ubiquitous mustache, the clockmaker also wore a golden-brown beard of such epic proportions as might dwarf a mulberry bush. It was as though his mustache had become overly enthusiastic and, seized with the spirit of adventure, set out to conquer the southern reaches of his face in a take-no-prisoners kind of way.

The demonic face stared up at him. It had horns, a Snidely Whiplash mustache and a nasty grin.

Jean smirked, and delicately swirled the mic in his hands, careful not to make a sound. “Oui. C’est normal. C'est pas spécial. I will give you something worthy of Holmes.” Jean set down the mic and proceeded toward the couple. As he approached them, he fiddled with his mustache for a moment, and then pulled it sharply. He winced at the sensation. “I have it,” he declared confidently. “You sir, are a thief.

- Zniszczę kapitalizm! Słyszysz? Zniszczę każdego jednego kapitalistę! A zacznę od ciebie, psie, jak nam nie pomożesz z bombą! (...)- Myślałem nad jedną rzeczą - powiedział Allan.- Jaką? - spytał Stalin ze złością.- Że może wziąłbyś i zgolił te wąsy?