That is all.
I am, however, getting older. Proof is the white hair in my mustache. It means I'm on my way to distinguished gentlemanhood.
On that note, if you have a bearded friend, it is your duty to inform them if they have foodstuffs in their beard. They'd rather have that short moment of embarassment in front of you than unknowing walk around in public with a potato chip in their beard for two hours.
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Lol... I'm trying to debate whether it's more awkward to tell someone they have a potato chip in their beard or to tell someone they have lettuce in their teeth. I'm actually leaning more toward the beard. Thoughts?
I agree with you fully! He will be thankful if you will do that, at least.
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