Once upon a time, there was a lad named Kevin. He had a
goatee.
He was a regular looking Kevin...
Some might even consider him a...Sensitive New Age Kevin.
One day, he found himself home all alone with nothing to play with but a
sharp razor.
Because he wasn't feeling particularly depressed that day, he decided to
cut only his beard. Who knows what evil lurks in the whiskers of men?
The Razor Knows.
Follow the Saga of Kevin's face, as he comes to terms with his Inner
Selves.
ARRRRRGH!
Inscrutable.
(*GONG*)
I wrote me a
song. Wanna hea' it? Here's how it go....
Y...MCA!!!!
Squeeeeal
like a pig!!!
I'm living in
my own Private I-da-ho!
Which Kevin do you like best?
...Why not tell him?