But I filed the piles of paperwork, met with a ruthless doctor, and paid an exorbitant amount of money (because I wouldn't sleep with anybody... otherwise it would have been free...) to acquire my very own beard card.
Yes, you heard correctly, yours truly has a beard card!
I think I will enjoy this bearding experience immensely.
I'm feeling more apostate already...
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I find it kind of funny that the Honor Code Office person thanked the BYU ID Center for their support of the Honor Code. I wonder if she just does that out of habit in all her correspondence.
Certified medical reasons?! What medical reason could you possibly have to force you to have a beard? A chronically cold chin?
Sorry, I just can't quite believe you here.
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