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Shave My Bacon

So like a fine wine gets better with age, a fine man gets hairier.  It is not something to frown upon.  Rather it is the male human’s plumage recognizing its full potential.  Like a proud peacock flaunting it’s feathery goods, manus peltus is the grandest expression of animalistic grandeur.  Now, there are limits.  And as demonstrated here, it is high time my better half fired up the flesh mower.

At least I agreed to sleep and eat my bacon outside.  Please pardon my exposed coconuts.

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