# Zakath rubbed at his stubbled chin. 'I'll come, too,' he said. 'I
# don't look that much like the coins any more. He glared briefly at
# Belgarath. 'How can you stand this?' he demanded, scratching
# vigorously at his face. 'The itching is about to drive me wild.'
#
# 'You get used to it,' Belgarath told him. 'I wouldn't feel right if
# my face didn't itch.'
Now I'm a notorious beardy, but my face has never noticably itched as
a result of my beard. Has big Dave just never had a beard, or are
other people's beards actually itchy to the owner?
--
Jonathan D. Amery, http://www.chiark.greenend.org.uk/~jdamery/
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"The hearts of children belong in their breasts, Kal Torak, and I
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would rather hear their voices lifted in laughter and song, than
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screaming in terror." - Darkness is just the absence of light. Joy
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