I think when I was little that beards really freaked me out. I remember my Godmother's husband had a beard, and that I always had this irrational fear of him. It's not like he was mean, I'm pretty sure I was afraid of the beard. I remember he shaved it off once and I liked him a lot better. I have no idea why I was so against beards but if you think about it, they are kinda creepy. Ew.
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