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In the great beard contest of 2003, my beard was sacrificed prematurely to the internship gods. In those days, the re-grow was tolerated (although only barely) and I was spared the hall of shame. Now again, the moustache falls under similar circumstances, and I'm clean cut just in time for my new job on Monday. I don't think I will be able to spare the wrath this time. I turn myself in and submit to my shaming. I hate to leave you boys, but I wish everyone the best that life has to offer.



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