I think Belly has Mange...I'm serious.
He was hovering over me yesterday and when I looked up at him, by accident of course, I was forced to witness the underside of his tangled mess of a beard.
It was all nappy and it looked like it hurt.
Here's a picture I found on the net..an uncanny resemblance if you ask me..but you didn't. Me and my cubemates joked that maybe we should hold him down and shear him like a sheep.
He'd probably man-giggle himself to death.
How could a person neglect themselves like that?? Maybe I'm not used to it because I live with a "closet metro-sexual" that's named The Other Half (TOH)..I swear, I have LITERALLY fallen asleep waiting for him to get dressed.
When I point this out to him, He claims to not know what the hell I'm talking about..just like a man.
I guess I'm lucky to have a man that gives a shit about his appearance.