So I walk into the kitchen this morning and my parents look at my face. "Son go shave your moustache" but it's movember. So my parents look at me, and ask if I'm raising money for prostate cancer. So I say no, who the hell is gonna donate to a teenager growing a shit moustache? So my mom continues and goes "well then shave it off there's no point in having it" so we get into this conversation when my dad calls. So my mom, tells him to tell me to shave. My dad calls me on MY phone and tells me "It's movember donation or not, it's the rule." So I tell my mom, and she goes "go shave now" so I go find the shaving cream, sad that I won't complete a movember, and my stache was looking pretty good too. But teenage moustaches are pretty nasty. Anyway I find my shaving cream in the shower. So I run to my mom like "hey why the hell is my shaving cream in the shower?" And someone put it there from my family. So she tells me to use it anyway. Minutes later she hears me scream. So she run over to ask what's wrong. And as i press the button. This really runny liquid just starts pouring out. Apparently, it had completely liquified. And now she sends me out to get more. But the store is like 5 miles from my house. So I did the next best thing I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could tell that this can was rare but I thought nah forget it Yo Holmes to Bel-Air!