The chances of me not making it are very low.
Sorry to get your hopes up like that. But it's not a simple operation either.
Know what that means?
That's right, good drugs, very good drugs.
Every cloud has a silver lining. Or in this case maybe rainbow or tie-dye lining.
Edit: so they wheeled me in to the OR, then left me sitting on deck for two hours. Then came and told me they ran out of time and surgery is postponed till tomorrow.
No problem, not like I wanted to get this over with or anything. I like hanging in limbo. :/
A beard as magnificent as yours deserves to live forever. If you die like an asshole, I won't forgive you, and will transplant your beard onto my own person for Its glory.
Good luck, mate. See you on the other side.