Goodbye Whiskerino, those of us who were man enough to finish. And to those of you remaining, I leave you with a parting word:
Fuck you all for never giving me a King Beard. I even had my on freaking day, you dirty bastards! And you know what won on my day? Olan-fucking-Mills! I had a rifle and a cigarette, how bad ass is that! I was wearing a red flannel! I could totally kick your ass! No, it's cool, keep giving KBs to all the naked dudes, I don't mind.
Seriously though, take care everyone.