Hey guys, never posted here before, but I thought I'd present you guys with a challenge that has worked surprisingly well for me. I'd say I'm a 7 MAAAAAYBE an 8 in a dark room when I'm dressed really well. Anyway, 12 days ago I decided I was going to continue the tradition my friends have had for the last 6 years and participating in full-beard February. Simple, right? WRONG! I grow less facial hair than most post-menopausal women. Something just made me say, "Fuck it. It'll be fun." I've gone through really REALLY awkward stages with it. These can be kind of rough, but eventually you just learn to laugh at yourself (this is a very important thing to learn) and it gets quite fun. Last night when I went out I was compared to Johnny Depp (confidence +20) Joaquin Phoenix (Confidence +1) and Pedro from Napoleon Dynamite. There's something about the shitty facial hair that women love. Last night, I was talking to a lady friend when a girl that wouldn't give me the time of day in high school parted the two people next to me talking, walked up to me, and said, "You're fucking hot." Turns out she didn't recognize me and she ended up introducing herself. Nothing happened (I was already with the girl I was taking home that night), but my confidence went through the roof. I'm telling you guys, there's something about shitty facial hair that women tend to love. When I grew a mustache (mexistache at best) in March women would approach me and tell me they have a thing for Mustaches. If I had to guess, I'd say it has something to do with the fact that it makes you look like you don't give a fuck and you aren't trying to impress anyone. Anyway guys (especially you with the terrible, patchy facial hair growth) let go of the caring what other people think and let grow with the peach fuzz.

tl;dr: Grow some fucking facial hair, faggot.