Marc had a mild panic attack just now about the state of his facial hair. You've seen him. You know.
But, It's weird! It's perfect! It suits him!
Yeah, but it's still a jewfro and a fucking 3 lb red mustache. I can see why he may want a change up. So, I gave him the head hair options of the beautiful, strange, late Dash Snow.
There you go, Marc, your choice.
Admittedly, not much of a change, but I love you just as you appear. Let the gag reflexes ensue! (I'm talking about the overt display of sentimentality, not the deep throat blow jobs. Although, this gives me an idea... will you put on your skater gear and meet me on top of the parking garage?)
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