He knew his days were numbered.
How did he know? Just a feeling… The evil glares from the female were becoming more frequent and somehow even more tempestuous than usual. He saw the flash of a sharp blade being placed on the counter and the unmistakable slurpy fizzle of Gillette exiting the can.
And now it was time to go down in a display of frothy white, hairy glory. Now it’s time to say goodbye.
To be fair, he wasn’t all bad. He actually made Brian look older and more rugged, just a different version of himself. Looking back, I am surprised that I got so used to having him around that it’s a bit of a shock now that he’s gone…even though him being gone is the default state, the normal one.
We may meet again one day, Bearduardo. Don’t think I don’t know that. If you decide to come back, I’ll be ready.