“Beard Saga II” Sideburns

I couldn’t stand it any longer.

My moustache was really starting to tickle my nose, so instead of trimming it and snipping off the wayward upside down hairs that were seeking refuge up my nostrils, I cut off the whole thing.

No more “friendly mutton chops”! What I have now are sideburns – mere sideburns. I even trimmed them down a little so I don’t look like Elvis.

I guess what I’ve got can still be called “mutton chops,” but even these aren’t keeping me happy.

But at least the wife kisses me again.