We are not alone! This week it has become increasingly apparent something a bit out of the ordinary is going on. Now and again an unexpected hairy slug appears on the horizon, supping a skinny latte in the orderly streets of the capital. For some, it’s all out look-at-me pornstar, for others, there is a reluctant wisp, or a bit of extra beardy stubble attempting to take away the blatantly obvious fact that you have a big fat slug on your face. For Canberra, this truly is anarchy.
So there are mos springing up across Australia and, rumours have it, in TNS offices across the lucky country. Maybe there is a mo near you right now, wafting gently in the summer breeze, catching biscuit crumbs as they fall. Go say hi to it, shake it by the hand and give it some loose change.
We are doing our part to spread the mo love across Australia, as Jason packs in his final laksa, spreads the wings and takes his bumfluff to the west coast, where he will prove inspiration to all manly men that they too can grow something far more substantial and butch than him. Bon voyage Jason, your mo will be missed!
But life goes on and we are clearly already over him…
Now the begging part (to quit the serious bit, click here): I think the only way we might be consoled is if you give us just a teensy weensy bit of your money. Not to line our own pockets but to further raise awareness and contribute to research and support into male health issues, such as testicular cancer, which has increased by a third over the past decade, as you can read below. Thank you if you have already given your support to any of our mo comrades across Australia, it is warmly appreciated. In the meantime, if you see a Jason Davis anywhere around the country, please give him some hair-gro and push him into the direction of the setting sun.
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