i'll also note that this isn't the first time i've seen an idea mustering in my head be an idea mustering in your head as well (right down to the paper mouthpiece). i'm beginning to think there might be some kind of connection between our brains (probably linked by invisible paper cup phones). you shock me, really.
"The Legend of Obey Maach - The Bearded Warrior" Born on a brisk morning in the moors of Yorkshire, England this nomadic wanderer of the world has seen many adventures across lands unknown. Now in the age of winter in Nashville Tennessee he finds himself growing a beard with a clan of fine folk across the nation. The purpose may be hazey but his passion and focus is nothing but pure, unadulterated dedication to the cause. As he enters each day into battle against the dark forces of the the shaven faced orcs of the nether world we hear his cry.. "Fellow beard warriors we are united in this common cause - let nothing come between us!"
