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Guardian Scribe Darragh McManus Gets Crap for his Beard

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"If I had a pound for every time someone slagged off my facial hair, I wouldn't be writing this piece, I'd be whipping Christopher Hitchens with an emerald-encrusted cat o' nine tails as he wrote it for me on my platinum-gilted super-yacht mooring off Antibes. I've been compared—depending on hair length at the time—to Osama bin Laden, Charles Manson, David Koresh, Dave Grohl and an unusually hefty IRA hunger striker. I've been told to "come out from behind that hedge". I've been asked what I'm hiding. I've then been informed that I am definitely hiding something and they're going to find out what, damn it." [Guardian]