The MWB: a Galleria of Pornstaches
You know, Dids, when I said "last great athlete with a pornstache" in regard to Jeff Hostetler, I wasn't being, you know, literal. The American sports landscape still sports a few classic pornstaches. I mean, there are former MVPs...

... perenially-underachieving coaches...

... somewhat better coaches...

... and, of course, who could forget this doozy:

So, my point is, the pornstache is alive and well, and not just on little (or big) douches from Pig's Knuckle Academy in What-the-Fuck, North Dakota. Although he IS cultivating a juicy one. The thing I like best about it is, you can totally tell that it's baby hair, and that the kid has never shaved a day in his life. Is it wrong to make fun of the kid about that? Maybe so, but if it is, then I really don't want to be right...
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