Stubble Sucks.

(1)
I hate stubble. I do. There’s two reasons I’ve maintained some level of facial hair over the years. One, I had an OCD habit of rubbing the back of my hands across the brillo-pad of my chin. Growing a goatee solved this. Yeah, I’m strange.

And two? You look cleaner with the same amount of stubble if you have facial hair.

(2)
No, seriously. Facial hair distracts you from the level of stubble on the rest of the face.

(3)
Okay, maybe only I notice.

(4)
Plus, silly as it sounds, but I don’t like my chin.

(5)
Yeah, I just had the idea for a stubble-entry, and I ended up looking for facial hair pictures.

(6)
I had a gigantic beard, and rather than sheering it at once, I progressively shaved inward more each week, taking it off little by little.

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In a way, it made my beard look fuller, since it had edges.

(8)
As opposed to just looking Amish.

If you’re wondering, I don’t like how I look with a mustache, so I always shave that shit off.

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Oh right, and I bleed when I shave. I may start shaving the night before so I can wash off the damn blood in the morning.

Being “clean-shaven” annoys me. I feel more dirty. Which is retarded, right? I’m old enough now that I get a shadow quicker. Of course, you wouldn’t notice this shadow as much if I had some other facial hair to distract you. Oh well. I’ve seen how much of a beard I can grow in the winter. When I’m older, I’ll grow my old-man-on-the-mountain beard.