No Compliment

A gentleman who thought he was one of the handsomest men in London was worried because his mustache was turning gray, but the hair on his head was still black.

One day, he was sitting and discussing this trouble with his friend. He said, "I am worried because such a strange coloring will spoil my handsome face. Why did I turn gray so unevenly? How can you explain it?"

"The explanation is very simple," his friend replied. "All your life you worked much harder with your jaws than with your head."