For those of you who don’t know, I have a goatee most of the time. True it is a rather pathetic and ill kept goatee which I blame of genetics and a lack of good manly facial hair, but it is a goatee.
A few days ago I worked out why I wear it. If one day I’m walking down the street (like one does) and I meet myself from a parallel dimension I will know straight away that I’m the evil one, which will make any adventures that follow a lot more fun. From this knowledge I draw a calming sense of certainty, certainty in an unlikely event, but that seems to be the only sort of certainty we can hope for.
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That’s so 90s. Get with the times. Beards of Evil went out with the Millennium. These days they are Beards of Heroic But Sometimes Morally Ambiguous.
To whit: the Master shaved his and the Doctor grew one.
But that’s okay, cause I started wearing the Goatee about 10 years ago. I’ve been thinking about removing it recently. Good to know I still have my finger on the pulse. 🙂
Just because the Doctor grew one, doesn’t mean it’s still a beard of evil, does it?
Plus, it’s only a very recent development. We’ll probably be informed soon that it wasn’t actually a goatee, but an illusion generated by Movellans.