Tumors (Possibly) Scarier Than Mustache?

Go check out this post over at OmniBRAIN about ...er....illustrative warnings against smoking the ye old cancer stick. Then, riddle me this? Is the tumor scarier, or the mustache?

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Either way, nightmares are in my near future.

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Screw!!!

Sorry Steve. Been currently writing an article for OmniNerd, got it on the brain so to speak. I'll fix it!

Poop.

I hope you are not [eating Snickers].
After all, they only [have peanuts and nougat]; it is no more [tasty] than [pig food].