The Promised Land

Last night I had a dream, that former heavyweight boxing champion Ken Norton, called for an uprising of all mustache lovers, where upon he constructed a mass exodus to the upper lip promised land (which is a serene island in the South Pacific). Once we made it to the promised land, we set up a grand mustached Utopian society, where mustache wax was plentiful and there was a mustache ride parlor on every street corner. Everyone got along, and all women treated mustaches like saddles, until we all realized that living on a secluded island in the South Pacific sucks with out amenities like modern health care and fast food.