The Old Man's Facial Hair

Since school is about to start back up, my mother has been urging the old man to shave and clean himself back up for the new school year. But, my old man like’s to grow facial hair.

It’s not because it makes him look good or dangerous. It’s because he’s lazy.

He shaves once a week whether he needs it or not. Sadly, he’s got the same regiment when it comes to showering.

My mother isn’t a fan. Thank god, because if she were she’d blow his smell my way (Get it, she’s a fan!). A dog can only handle so many nasty smells before he passes out. By all accounts, I’d never wake up.

About the only thing my father is diligent about is pulling the lint out of his belly button. He’s almost done with his sculpture named “David”. Personally I think it looks more like the Michelin Man than the famous Michelangelo creation, but hey, I’m no art connoisseur.

Anyway, I am not sure what kind of progress my mother will make with the Old Man's facial hair. At least when he grows his facial hair it’s the full deal and not a mustache.