When Max Trzcinski's around, his Stache mesmerizes people in a way where they can't control themselves. He enters a room and like a tractor beam, his homegrown Stache sucks people into a transfixed stare. "The attention the Stache brings is absolutely amazing. There is nothing better than making eye contact with someone who is trying to take a look while not being obvious and before long that look turns into a stare. Well they are so deep in looking at the hair on my upper lip that they do not know that I am looking right at them while they stare at me," says Max. Don't worry about being a creeper, he's flattered.Unfortunately Max's hypnotic Stache isn't a hit with the girls--he claims most of them think it's gross. Maybe some girls are immune to the magnetic pull of the Stache or maybe they never look long enough to be mesmermized, but he isn't bothered by it. He says it would take an admirable girl to appreciate his Stache. And by admirable, he means a girl who doesn't care that his Stache is "kind of dirty and out of control." Amen! Some of the best Staches out there are the wild ones with random stuff lost in them (ie. food particles).
At only 20 years old Max can't legally drink, but he commands the same attention as all those whiskey-drinking, Harley-riding, bar-brawling mustachioed manly men out there. So if you see Max in his hometown of Chino, CA or around San Diego where he goes to school, stare deeply into his Stache (not that you have a conscious choice not to), it's an insult if you don't.
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