Hello Mustache
Tonight was a night of painful revelation, self-reflection, and razor blades.
I was trying for the Jagged Edge.
I'd been planing it all year long.
And I thought my beard was ready.
My beard wasn't ready.
It's so hard for me to say those words.
As a consolation prize I get to go back to my old friend here.
But it's not what I really wanted.
3 comments:
I am sorry whitney.
Thank you Darcy.
you're just waiting to be on a holiday edition of To Catch A Predator, complete with ugly sweater.
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