So I have a problem.

My problem is I'm looking at this still image of you,

which I believe was taken with your phone by your brother or father or something.

By my good friend Jeremy Burge of a Mojapedia fame.

My mistake, my mistake.

Basically my brother.

Right.

Effectively so.

So it's a picture of you with your hair looking

properly quaffed. Is that the word I'm looking for? C-O-I-F-F-E-D, I believe. I mean, it's a word you can use.

I don't know if it's the one you're looking for, neither do I know if it's the right one, but... Hmm.

Oh, there we go.

Okay.

Because I just looked up C-O-I-F-F-E-D, and the first answer, the first definition I got was a woman's loose-fitting, excuse me, a woman's close-fitting cap, now only worn under a veil by nuns.

I was like, well, no, that's not right at all, but that's the noun. So the verb is to style or arrange someone's hair typically in an elaborate way.

So I don't know if maybe elaborate.

It's not elaborate.

It's a point being...

It takes about four hours every morning.

That's why you wake up so early, or don't sleep really at all. So I'm looking at your quaffed, maybe, hair and your beard that in my personal estimation is a little too long, but has since been taken down.

And you look so sharp, and you're shooting blue steel deep into my eyes.

But this beard is too long.

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