The terms were no trims to any region except for on the neck. Weeks later, a compromise was settled so that moustache length could be trimmed.
Three-hundred and sixty-two days.
Vince's Spaghetti in Rancho Cucamonga was where the deal was brokered.
Vince's Spaghetti in Rancho Cucamonga was where the deal was paid in full.
Due to the powers that be, circumstances out of our control have led us to retire the beloved beard.
Due to graphic content, viewer discretion is advised.
Dead Beard Driving.
Waiting room to Satan's NYC penthouse office.
Last meal.
I had the honor of cutting off the first half with shears. It took us awhile to finally have the guts to do it.
"Count me down Geoff, I can't just do it." -me
"3, 2-" -Geoff
"Wait. Count down from 50." -Bryan
fig. 1; The Cincinnati Red/Friendly Mutton Chops.
fig. 2; The Creep.
fig. 3; The Chaplin.
Tricks? Treats? You decide.
Feelin' it out.
Driving home was tough. Especially when Closing Time came on.
"Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end."
Beardo aka Bryan The Miner aka Creepster
11/09/07 - 11/06/08
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