Historians may have lost the original stories as to how the Great Beard Challenge got started, but I shall do my best to relate it as I remember.
"I always wanted to have a beard" Sean said. He's a 27 year old man with the facial hair growth of a 7 year old girl. His newborn son Cale will have a beard before Sean ever does.
"I bet mine is worse." I replied. It's a well known fact that my people(nerds) are perpetual one-uppers, we one up people. "I think I have like 6 hairs that actually grow"
"Yeah, but at least you don't have blond hair" he pointed out.
"Your mom has blond hair, and the curtains match the carpet."
Okay, that last part didn't happen, but you can imagine what it would be like if it had. After a half an hour of "nuh uh" and, "your mom" one of us suggested we find out.
"I could definitely 60% a beard" I told him. "The beauty of this bit is, we have to do nothing. It'd basically be like what you get paid to do here"
We quickly set the rules of the competition up. Best beard in 30 days wins. We invited a few other people to join us in our beard competition, but most declined. We made sure to only invite people who can't grow beards. After significant persuasion, Scot decided to join up.
"I'm not sure how long I can last though. Kelly won't like it" Scot said, trembling in fear of his wife.
"Well, you can go for as long as you can hold out, or if you find your balls maybe you can stay for the whole 30 days." we told him.
We started taking pictures every day, and Sean soon set up a website to track the progress.
As of the writing of this entry I look absolutely ridiculous. Not only that, but most people seem to agree that I'm winning. How embarrassing for Sean.