I grew a beard over my Christmas vacation to surprise my coworkers with. It was a fine beard, a manly beard. I said I would grow it until Brett Favre led the Vikings to a Superbowl victory, half-jokingly, although it didn't last long after their playoff loss to the Saints.
Jenna seemed to like the beard at first. After a while though, she grew weary of it, so I cut it off. I left some sideburns behind for a few days but she hated those even more. I guess she just isn't the kind of woman who appreciates the perks of a built-in kitten.
p.s. Here's a photo of that beard, for those who asked.
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