I'd had a handlebar moustache for 2 years and had grown very attached to it. I couldn't decide if I wanted to do whiskerino or not. It was too difficult a decision for me to make on my own. Then I was walking in the mall two weeks before whiskerino was to start and this 12-year old girl passed by me and said "cute stache." Cute stache? What the hell. Puppies, bunnies, and rainbows are cute. Moustaches are bad ass, tough, and manly. That was the deciding factor. Now I shall beard for 4 months before I go back to my beloved moustache.