Until Saturday night, I had a nice beard. Thick, fluffy, some grey, but that happens when you get old. Then my stupid heart did a thing while I was shaving, cleaning up the edges. Long story short, I didn't have my beard anymore when I went to the Blackheart Burlesque show in Petaluma on Monday. But that's ok, because looking like this got me a helluva lap dance and a year of SG. So....
jozsef:
You look good, as guys go. I'm not asking you out or anything.