At the moment life feels like a beard. If I don’t trim it regurarly things begin to sprawl uncontrolled and life begins to itch. Maybe I can’t even recognize myself with those beard thing in my lifes’ face.
Day order: Mount new razor blade, load your face with an extra portion of shaving foam and start the fight.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Life Shaver
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