My rant this time is about the most foul man-made (and I mean man-made - with occasional exceptions for some people's grannies and maiden aunts) disaster I know of. Beards.
Beards, my friends, are the work of the devil. Which can be proved by the obvious fact that the devil himself has a beard! (The first person to point out that actually, I don't even believe in the devil will be fed to the wolves).
How can anyone think, "I know! I'll grow a beard! Cor, then I'll look sexy..."? Apart from anything, kissing a bloke with even a little bit of stubble is akin to snogging a cheesegrater. Phwoar. How is a girl to resist? Apparently the Spanish have a saying: "A kiss without a beard is like an egg without salt". But the Spanish do bull-fighting, you know. Don't they know salt is bad for you?
So what are you waiting for? Is there a beardy man in your life? Reach for the razor now!
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