While I remain undecided on whether or not I’ll be growing a playoff beard this year, you can rest assured knowing that I’ll never grow a playoff mullet. In fact, I will never grow a mullet of any kind. Even if I find myself in some kind of dystopian future where people are required to grow mullets or die, I will choose death over the mullet.
A man has to have a code.
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