There are certain people of the past who I admire. People with beards. People such as Abraham Lincoln, Santa Clause, and Chuck Norris.
Unfortunately, I can not grow a beard. Which means, I will never be able to achieve the level of greatness that many of my hero’s have obtained. However, due to recent events, there is a slight chance of hope.
Last night I had a dream. And in that dream I had a beard.
It was a magnificent beard. The kind that gives you certain talents that you wouldn’t have had otherwise. The charisma to become present. The heftiness to look good in an red bathrobe. And the ChuckNorris-ness to defeat any opponent with an eyes closed round house kick to the face.
Will my dream ever turn into a reality? Will my scruff ever grow into a full blown beard? Only time will tell. But regardless of whether or not I ever grow a beard, I will continue to admire and support those whos faces sprout with bearded manliness.