Hype-cember

Well it's December now, and we're still alive. I just want everybody know that we aren't going anywhere. While the movember 'staches slowly wash down the drain in a swirl of Barbasol, one thing remains constant: The Moustache Aficionado.

T-shirts are flying out like hot-cakes, undies are cupping junk like nobody's biz, and the nasty bitch (as she is now affectionately known), is covering every exposed piece of fabric within our grasps. Wouldn't your Mom/Dad/significant other/younger brother love to get one of these for Christmas?





Oh, and how about Moustache Ride panties? So hot right now.




Now taking orders.