However that's okay. For you see, this blog serves a third, secret and wholly selfish, purpose. I'd tell you what it is, but I fear there is no one to tell, and I don't want to be the lone man in the woods chatting up the birch trees.
But if I were, the beard would fit right in.
And that creepy date-rapist smile. I am cursed with looking creepy. Perhaps growing a beard was counter-productive? Or maybe it weeds out those who let it matter?
(I wrote a bunch of shit here and then deleted it.)
Anywho...
Creepy rape beard face or not, donate some money to a good cause, you self-important jerks.
Again, I ask;
If a man types some shit on the internet and no one reads it, does it make any difference?
