I think it was probably the beeard oil. I have a pop can recycle bin on the porch and hey were going after the sugary residue in the cans. They got a whiff of that darned Bay Rum scent and went nuts. I must have looked like a dancing frog there for a couple of minutes, lol.
I freaking love this. I thought it was gonna say to be sure and wipe your mangina, but that's close enough lmao
You man. You got that Burt Reynolds look on the chest hair. Just need a gold necklace and a spot in the playgirl magazine and all them ladies be wanting to get some of the bandit lmao
I'm not sure how to take that so I'll caution being dense and take it as a compliment even though it would be basically saying I'm retro style pre 1976(?). But then again it's The Bandit so I'll happily take the rep, the car and the ladies!!! I can probably find a gold chain somewhere, hell I can probably make one with a piece of string an a good can of gold paint. The chest decoration just is what it is, I never thought about it much, haha.
Take it as a compliment and just roll with it like a Beegee lmao and see, you made one, Southern ingenuity at its finest! !!
Those big boys are right where they've always been. It takes some muster to actually shave off something I liked and was proud of. It wasn't a good feeling picking up the results of a months effort out of the sink and throwing it into the trash. I can only imagine how rough that would have been out past a month or three or four. Not sure I could have done it at that point.
I will pray for the bees and pray for your loss of the holiest of holies being desecrated at this time. I'm truly sorry for your loss because when you take a beard away it's like a fallen soldier in our total continument of world domination through the folices of the faces. I weep in to the manly of manliness as we had shared one thing besides the bowhunting brotherhood. I'm sorry for your loss and me and Tony shall grieve together because you gave up the ghost that made us one. Godspeed my son and I pray that your days not be afflicted by cold air on your face and times of not being able to stroke the awesomeness that once laid upon your face while you sit and ponder the wonders of this world (women ). I am truly disheartened by your (or the bees) choice of shedding the togetherness we had but sometimes choices must be made. Stay strong and let it grow again my friend.
