In another week the hairs around his mouth will be woven together and he won’t be able eat or smoke. (Ugh, Beardo, you have a roommate who smokes? I’m surprised Meg hasn’t said something about that.)
In another week the hairs around his mouth will be woven together and he won’t be able eat or smoke. (Ugh, Beardo, you have a roommate who smokes? I’m surprised Meg hasn’t said something about that.)