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In July, I got lazy and allowed my scruff to snowball into a full-on beard.
It was a noble experiment. Mainly, it was an excuse for people to come up with "clever" nicknames for me. Oh boy, y'all have such wit.
Some nicknames:
- Abe Lincoln
- caveman
- Rabbi Joseph
- General Lee
- Grizzly Adams
- Indie Jesus
- Scruff McGruff
- Louie Pasteur (I kid you not)
- others, less clever
Yes, I get it. I look like many people because of my facial hair.
Things the beard has accomplished:
- allowed me to go though a huge dry spell
- made a whole dining room of old people call me ugly
- allowed me to hear constant opinions from people whom I do and do not care about
- made me itchy
- made me a sloppier drinker than I already was
- scared all the freshman women away
- gave me a bunch of new nicknames and made people feel good about themselves for coming up with such witty names
I'm glad you all lead such frivolous lives that my hair is a huge source of amusement
Of course, this is stupid, because if it bothered me that much, I could just shave it. Though, I'm sure when I do, it will make the front page of the Inquirer.


2 comments:
Did I forget any nicknames?
I think I may have called you "shoe-bomber Richard Reid" once. Or at least I thought it.
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