Then I tried to fix it and things got worse.
Yes.
Worse.
There was facial hair everywhere! I tried to stop it, but it kept falling!
Finally I had to stop the molting, before my whole face was bare.
Now I face (pardon the pun) the ultimate dilemma. Do I eliminate all traces of the once glorious face broom, or do I sculpt to a tenable hold over while the rest grows back?
I'll let you decide.
Here be the tragic results, prepare yourselves. It's truly horrifying.

Don't ostracize me for my atrocity.

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