Ya gotta wipe the garlic and olive oil out of that soup strainer you call a moustache, before sticking the pipe in your gob! Five Bros. in a Baki. My blind butt overfilled my Zippo without noticing...my hand momentarily looked like it was a stunt double for the Fantastic Four's Human Torch! Eeesh! (Burning knuckle hair smells like burning eyebrow hair, FWIW).