Friday, 20 February 2009
I Am The Master, And You Will Obey Me
I have grown a rather cool goatee, it even frightens my dad, and bus drivers just sort of let me on, and BMW drivers overtake me with a bit more decorum than they used to, librarians don't fine me, barmen don't hesitate to serve me, blokes in hoodies don't actually eyeball me and I can cross the road _without even looking_...
so I have spent the entire evening looking at, eyeballing the mirror...
but sadly it has had no effect, and the mirror still does not obey me.
so I have spent the entire evening looking at, eyeballing the mirror...
but sadly it has had no effect, and the mirror still does not obey me.
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Can't get a goatee to work on me -- the ends of my moustache don't quite meet the rest of the beard. It's not particularly noticeable most of the time -- but it tends to stand out if I shave the areas around it.
Any plans on taking over the world yet?
I used to have one...
But I also used to have purple, shoulder length hair...
I'd love a handlebar -- but I imagine the constant twirling and manic laughter would get on peoples' nerves after a while.
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