I shaved off my beard growing it for a few months. It had become rather unwieldy, but that's not the reason I had to say goodbye. I rather enjoyed looking like a mountain man who's been lost in the wild for three months by himself. I talk to myself all the time, so I played the part rather well. I shaved it off because I was checking to see if my shirt smelled the other day, and I thought it smelled kind of odd. Then I smelled three more and they smelled the same. Then I realized it was probably my beard that smelled.
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