Ragtag Daily Prompt: Moustache

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“I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life!” Shouted GarGar, King of Felinia, Comte des Deux Chats, etc. “My own wife refuses to kiss me in front of the entire army!” His Majesty’s face had turned a beet red rarely seen on any visage this day or any other.

Queen Pirouette was silent. She crossed her arms and looked intently at her husband. As he continued to sputter, she began to thrum her fingers impatiently against her arms. Unable to contain herself any further, she shouted, “I’ll never kiss you again until you shave that horrid moustache off of your face!”

Poor GarGar, he had been on campaign for nearly half a year. He was tired. In his bones, he was tired. I’m getting too old for this foolishness. He thought to himself.

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Published by Russell Smith

I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Maxwell, Nigel, Pirouette and GarGar.

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