I just trimmed my mustache for the first time ever. I'm not counting times when I clipped it for a day as a joke before I shaved the whole thing off. I had a lot of trouble with it at breakfast this morning, trying to eat a bagel with peanut butter on it. It was time to shave.
I've noticed lately how confused I get when strangers smile at me, mostly when a number of strangers smile at me in a short amount of time. I start getting really nervous that my fly is down or that something goofy is stuck to my face.
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