STEFANBOOK

Must Get The Beard.  You know, it's funny how of all things to ask God, the only thing I asked God as a kid was Beards. I just love them. As a kid and the last child of the family, I played with my father's beard a lot. It has this coarse feeling when he just had his bath and a silk feeling when he creamed it. I was so in love with it. Growing up, I couldn't wait to have one. Older boys in my area boasted of theirs from age 16 upward. When I was 10, I thought I had just 6 more years. But the funny part was my eldest brother was old enough to father me and I could just see just 18-20 strands of hair on his chin. My immediate elder brother seems to be very hairy and he was already in the beard gang by 14. This life itself is messed up. The super hairy brother of mine loathes his facial hair while my eldest brother wanted it as bad I I did. I gave up my search for beards when I have used almost every possible hairbooster; ready-made and hand-made, if you know what I ...

Credit: Wiki Letter to the Beyond A young boy once wrote a letter, addressed to the great beyond and no one in particular. I cannot recollect word for word, the content of this bizarre write up but I can give a detailed account. "Hello to you. I would have loved to greet you with a particular time but I do not know if time exists. If all is void and without shape, I do not have knowledge of. If you are all in the spiritual or astral dimension, I'm sure you'll get this. I do not know who the postman is or who might receive this letter or whether you would get it or not. But I write in faith and good hope that you get my message. To those in the Beyond whether great or reverse. To those who are beyond the cruel and gruesome hold of pain and sorrow. Who have either tasted it or not, I say, you have met with good luck. To those filled with regret and dismay, either that you've done less good or more evil. To those who wish to do more, well the time has slipped ...