Vanessa and I made a bet about a month ago.
I shaved the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. After 6 weeks, I was ready to shave again, but Vanessa challenged me. She wagered I would not be able to let my beard grow until the Super Bowl.
Last week, I took this photo of myself.
The Super Bowl is tomorrow. I am going to win this bet.
It's a good thing it's almost over, because I'm turning into a crazyman.
Neither of us remember the stakes of the bet.
February 5, 2011
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Jeremy, this post just made me completely crack up! You definitely look like someone I'd not want to rub the wrong way! Hilarious!
ReplyDeleteNice work dude!
ReplyDeleteNate has beard envy. I think the most remarkable thing about it is that you've been pairing it with your designer jeans and sleek BMW. Work it.
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