When Silas was born, I quit shaving. Three weeks in I had a pretty respectable dadbeard going. Last Friday, I decided to start the removal process -- the rule, of course, is that I must always be allowed a day with my favorite facial hair style of all time . If I let it go any longer than a day, Jeanine's laughter turns a bit more nervous.
[special contest: We Googled and Googled at work to try to put a proper name to this particular facial hair, but we came up dry. The best answer (with link if possible) gets a limited edition wallet-sized version of the above image mailed directly to their house!]
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Oh, man. That is hilarious. Last night on TV, there was this documentary called "Cul de Sac: A Suburban War Story" about a plumber who stole an army tank and went on that rampage through southern California in 1995. You look like someone who might have been one of his close friends.
I think you should call your new cut, "The Tank". Really, when you think about it, the lower half of your face really does look like the front of a tank. The strips of hair going down your face beneath your chin represent the tracks that move around the vehicle.
Poor Silas. I hope he isn't permanently damaged.
That's what I'm talking about. And I like "The Tank" way better than the other movie likely in heavy rotation on French television: "Mr. Nanny."
Technically, I think what you've got there is a variation of a fu manchu. But, I know you want a clever title, so I'll call it The Spurlock.
Yeah, the fu manchu was as close as we could come at work. The addition of the soul patch and the lack of dangly-down hair throws it off. I wish I could grow it long enough to get the dangly-down part.
But that Morgan Spurlock. Man. That dude is doing it for real. Nice.