Haha, I remember those days.
When my goatee was pushing eight inches I'd wake up with it stuck to the side of my face or however I slept on it. Some mornings I thought it had been trying to attack me in my sleep. Strightening it out in the morning was almost impossible without some sort of wax...
When my goatee was pushing eight inches I'd wake up with it stuck to the side of my face or however I slept on it. Some mornings I thought it had been trying to attack me in my sleep. Strightening it out in the morning was almost impossible without some sort of wax...