Let Beardgones be Beardgones

Jessica asked me to clip my goatee this morning.  Its former glory is no in the garbage.  Now its just a short little thing hanging on my face, I feel like a pansy.  I’m not bitter, I want to look attractive for my stylist/wife.  But wow, I feel necked.

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