The whole "same shape as his goatee" had me letting out the kind of cackle that reminds me how it's a good thing I live alone. (I used to get in trouble for waking people up at night.)- but just this thread in general- all the love nonnies, all the love.


I'm also kind of seeing Foggy waxing Matt now. On Matt's end it's a combo of trust, pain (of the self-flagellation variety) and practicality. He's starting to have fight down awkward boners during waxing sessions.

Foggy on the other hand is "THIS IS WHY I DRINK THE EEL, MATT!" (What is happening, how is this my life?!)