A Real Barn Burner
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Battle! Yes! Shave off my beard that has been on my face since mid 1963? NEVER!!!
Surely if the Blues make it to the Stanley Cup Finals you would make such a sacrafice?
Battle! Yes! Shave off my beard that has been on my face since mid 1963? NEVER!!!
No, Not even for The Blues. I couldn't risk a lethal heart attack, I might get, if I see what my face looks like.Surely if the Blues make it to the Stanley Cup Finals you would make such a sacrafice?
No, Not even for The Blues. I couldn't risk a lethal heart attack, I might get, if I see what my face looks like.
I haven't seen it once during all of the last 56 years!
If we lose in the Finals because you refuse to shave your beard then I'm never liking another post of yours. I'm joking but I am willing to give up drinking beer and coffee for the finals if we make it. That's no easy taskNo, Not even for The Blues. I couldn't risk a lethal heart attack, I might get, if I see what my face looks like.
I haven't seen it once during all of the last 56 years!
I respect you for your dedication and willingness to sacrifice. But I had a trauma related to a shaven face that has stuck with me all my life. During the summer of 1964, when I was 17, I was traveling around Europe (as I did for many summers after). I hooked up with some other university students. Among them was a Swiss guy named Franz, with whom I hit it off pretty well. Different students joined and left our traveling gang at various intervals to meet their itinerary they had planned earlier, or when they liked a place, and decided to stay there longer.If we lose in the Finals because you refuse to shave your beard then I'm never liking another post of yours. I'm joking but I am willing to give up drinking beer and coffee for the finals if we make it. That's no easy task
I respect you for your dedication and willingness to sacrifice. But I had a trauma related to a shaven face that has stuck with me all my life. During the summer of 1964, when I was 17, I was traveling around Europe (as I did for many summers after). I hooked up with some other university students. Among them was a Swiss guy named Franz, with whom I hit it off pretty well. Different students joined and left our traveling gang at various intervals to meet their itinerary they had planned earlier, or when they liked a place, and decided to stay there longer.
We traveled together for almost 3 months. like me, he had a full beard and moustache as was the fashion back then. One morning, on an overnight train ride, he left to go to the toilet. When he came back into our sleeping cabin, I was looking the other way, putting something back into by luggage. When I turned around, I saw this stranger in the room. I first thought, "What's this stranger doing in our cabin?". When he said, "Why are you looking at me like that?" I knew by his voice that he was Franz. But I couldn't deal with the fact that he looked so different. My friend that I knew and trusted was no longer the guy I knew and trusted.
I knew it was irrational to think that way. But I couldn't help feeling that way. If I look in the mirror and see someone I've never seen in my life, I don't know how I'll react. I'm sure I'd think: "Who the hell is THAT guy?" I really don't want to find out. I'm a logical person. A scientist. But basic instincts are hard to ignore and suppress. In any case, I may be irrational in isolated cases like this. But, I'm not superstitious. I'm not going to shave off my beard just so we can all feel proud that our sacrifices made The Blues win The Stanley Cup. Maybe They'e failed to win it all these years because I was a mass murderer in a previous life?
My cat isn't enthusiastic about the prospect of being hairless to appease your sacrifice.Ok time to panic!!!
Okay everyone if we go down 3-2 it's time to stop wearing socks!
Bendak, I've shaved my contribution for the gods
Okay everyone if we go down 3-2 it's time to stop wearing socks!
Bendak, I've shaved my contribution for the gods
Your pain is our gain. Keep it up, I am rooting for you. Hell we're all rooting for youFreshly shaven face? Check
No sugar? Check
Water only? Check
I’m ready to continue to suffer for this playoff run!
LGB!!!
Your pain is our gain. Keep it up, I am rooting for you. Hell we're all rooting for you
Nearly?My mom nearly cut her thumb off at work yesterday. So, that's my family contribution for the round.