By request... my beard trimmer! I'd posted on Facebook yesterday that I was trimming up my beard and considered, briefly, leaving myself a mustache. (Yes, my FB posts tend to be a riveting as these blog posts). Anyway, upon realizing I was not a 70s era porn star nor an 80s era Ferrari driving Hawaiian private investigator, I decided against it. Based on that post one of my 2 regular readers suggested I post my beard trimmer to my blog. So here it is Riley!
I'd also like to note that my decision to not rock a 'stache came before I'd even seen that thing on Joe Flacco's face today. Isn't that ironic? (In an Alanis Morisettey definition of the word.)
I'd also like to note that my decision to not rock a 'stache came before I'd even seen that thing on Joe Flacco's face today. Isn't that ironic? (In an Alanis Morisettey definition of the word.)
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