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Shearing seasonSod’s law – you shear all the fluff off and then the sun goes away and the rain starts…
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About time – fucking hippie.
heh.
You’re only jealous cos I had more hair than you :-p
About bloody time. Now I can go to the pub with you and not be slightly fearful that people think I’m drinking with Gary Glitter
You know, you walk 1000 miles for charity and you’re lucky if anyone remembers a week later. But fuck *one* Asian schoolkid and the jokes never fucking stop.
I scrolled up so the first picture was the fluff in the sink and it looked like a dead mouse at first…
You look less ZZ Top without it (and younger!)
Damn. I’m going to get harassed for ID again when I go to the cinema. That’s it, I’m growing it back.
Or gluing it back on.
haha YAY!!! looking fantastic! not that I had anything against the beard but you look 10 years younger without it!
Now if you could tell me what made you do it, then I could try and convince my boy to lose his mo too! Ugh!
Amy – good job I’m not 20, then, or my other half would be arrested. or at least very weird in her attraction to men. Boys. Whatever.
As for what made me do it… I am sworn to not reveal it under pain of being kicked in the testicles. Suffice to say it was a *very* tempting offer from the lovely lady herself.
Also, for the record: I didn’t shave it off.