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At breakfast this morning I found a hair in my oatmeal.

A full mustache delicately floating in my bowl

Clearly, it is a sign. Somewhere, somehow, in some thoroughly obnoxious way, Doctor Harold Toboggans in on the move. (shiver.)

Send word to everyone you can, I’m bolting the doors and boarding the windows. is shaken, is quaking in fear, and Blogerella. is in a dead panic.