That’s it for the beard

Sure, it was fun while it lasted. But the parts of my face that had grown in were getting shaggy, and the parts that hadn’t grown in were probably never going to come around. So tonight I shaved the damned thing off, and now I’m back to my usual face.

Actually, first I shaved the right side of my face, and then I ran to show my girlfriend what I’d look like with half a beard. If you’ve ever wondered how long you can get away with repeatedly turning to the right and shouting “Beard”, and then turning to the left and shouting “No beard”, the answer is about eight seconds.

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