I am not going to lie to you. I had a solid solid beard for the month of October and due to a slip of the razor I inadvertently washed all the whiskers down the drain. With my facial treasure clogging the sink I felt a sense of relief. I was glad to get rid of the beard. I felt like a kid again. Then Halloween came and I molded my cheek sweater into a classy fu manchu in an effort to create a spitting image of Chuck Lidell.. On Monday Nov 1st I divested myself of all hair including the broad hawk I sported for Halloween and loved every second. I have made one sub-mandible trim since the month began. You can't be a kid forever. Beard ahoy.
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