Admitting that the face looks like its glued over the rest of the photo would be the easy option, but, if this is stared at for long enough then shivers pop down my legs after my spine felt a little cold of jelly.
Thing is, its the shortest I reckon to have set the clipper to my hair, and certainly thinking about a big beard?
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