Storytime: I was about 25, walking down Telegraph Avenue in Berkeley one day, full beard, long hair, and a woman comes up to me, takes both my hands and says beatifically "You look *just* like the baby Jesus!"
Storytime: I was about 25, walking down Telegraph Avenue in Berkeley one day, full beard, long hair, and a woman comes up to me, takes both my hands and says beatifically "You look *just* like the baby Jesus!"