Not just any ol' shirt either. A shirt with buttons and a collar too. Kris, I hope that you're happier now.
My boss mentioned something about personal hygiene and shaving neck, blah, blah, blah... Somthing else about work. You all know how it is.
And if you don't?
Too bad.
My beard has a purpose, and he needs to understand that.
This 6th day in the 11th month of the year 2009. I have pledged to grow, to the best of my ability, a beard of beards. And I shall not shave it off until such a time comes along that I deem fit.
For boobs! So send some money, it doesn't have to be to sponser my beard. Because it's all about the boobs.
Even though the pictures from day 2 and day 3 are exciting to the point of unbelievable to all but a few of you out there, I'm going to skip them and opt to post todays only. Just so you all know, I did manly things today to help my beard out. Because as with all thigs Johnson, it takes a bit to coax us. Especially in the areas of conversation and hair growing. Some hairs just grow better on some areas of us than others.