No-Shave November exists for a few reasons
A) gives me a chance to hit snooze again in the morning, I hate getting up when the weather starts changing to winter.
B) gives me an excuse to look all scruffy (besides being totally lazy)
C) makes me appreciate shaving for a couple months afterwards
D) lets me see if I have matured into an adult male able to grow a beard.
I am calling an early end to No-Shave November (again). I have once again proven that I am incapable of growing decent looking facial hair, and would rather look clean shaving for the family holiday gathering. It also itches like crazy and makes it hard to sleep. Once again, I am a failure in life (even at my own, pretend holiday). Some day, maybe I will grow up to be a manly man who can grow a respectable beard, but it is not this day.
Goodbye scruffy, weak-ass beard...I will most likely kill you in the morning.