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For millennia, mankind has both venerated and feared that iconic facial lip-wand, the moustache (even “tash” chanted backwards sounds ill-fated). Generations of occultists and alchemists alike have striven to harness its raging sexual and supernatural powers. Centuries ago, Dominus Atte Ree, Lord of the Manor and Necromancer, initiated the Ordo Templi Hispidis, thus beginning my ancestral Handlebar of Destiny. But what exactly is this omnipotent force which lies behind the “bewhiskered lodestone”? Come, dear forteans, step into “The Pentagram of Atters”… and may God have mercy upon your souls…
Evidence of ancestral moustache-worship may be seen adorning European churches to this day in the form of grotesque heads of “Green Gentlemen” sprouting foliate whiskers.
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